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Kyle looked down and saw Henry, his own father, playfully teasing his stiff cock on his anal entrance.

The young man panicked, but his wrists were cuffed on the bedpost, and the spreader kept him from closing his legs.

“Fuck, let me go!” Kyle screamed when he realized what was happening. He looked at his dad to plead with him, but he was a completely different person. Henry was staring right at him, drenched in sweat, while he continued prodding his member on his taint. This is twisted, he thought.

“Let go–” he tried to scream again, but Clark placed a steady hand on his mouth, muffling his words. He was still grinning at how things were playing out.

“Calm down, buddy. Henry heard everything you said the moment I blindfolded you.” his stepdad assured him, but to no avail. Kyle’s eyes went wide as he continued struggling.

Clark continued. “He heard how much you wanted to be fucked in the ass. And now your dad’s gonna make it a reality, buddy. Aren’t you happy?”

“Nngh–” Kyle disagreed, but his stepdad started licking his earlobe, making his ear wet with saliva. Clark moved down to his neck, and placed gentle kisses on it. Kyle moaned.

“See? Your body is telling us a different story. So why don’t you tell your dad what you want right now?” Clark said, removing his hand on the younger man’s mouth.

“No…. no… dad please…” Kyle pleaded, but fell on deaf ears. Henry was all consumed by his lust, and will stop at nothing until he has penetrated him – his own son.

Clark stood up and went to the fated drawer. “I’m sorry Henry, I think Kyle needs more convincing.” he said, fishing two clamps from the box.

“What are you—” Kyle asked when Clark almost immediately clamped his left nipple using the device he took out. He screamed at the searing pain.

“Shit! That hurts!”

“I’m getting tired of reminding you of your language, boy.” Clark warned as he clamped his other nipple.

Kyle started writhing from the pain coming both his nipples. Clark on the other hand, marveled at how his stepson looked at that moment.

Like a true slut in heat.

Kyle was no longer just his stepson. He was Clark’s property. And Henry can’t wait to break this slut in.

“The clamps will make you feel good in a bit, but I’ll be glad to speed up the process.” his stepdad said as he started giving his body a tongue bath. Clark licked every inch of Kyle’s body, making the young man flinch.

Each lick sent electricity down to Kyle’s dick, making it spew more precum.

“Ooh…” he whimpered. True to his stepdad’s words, pleasure started surging from his nipples that were being tugged by the clamps. The young boy’s mind started to become hazy from the sensation.

“Tell us what you want, Kyle.” Clark said.

“N-no…”

This time, it was his dad who spoke. “Did your ass get fucked by Clark, son?”

“No, dad!”

“But you still did all these twisted things with him… but you wouldn’t do it with me?”

Kyle was speechless. He wanted to protest and say it’s different with Clark, but he stopped. Clark was also his father figure, but he allowed him to pleasure him in ways he never expected.

Even when he was being assaulted by Clark’s vibrator in his ass from earlier was very erotic. He eagerly sucked his stepdad’s cock and let him dump his cum in his throat. All of these felt wrong, but he wanted to service Clark, he wanted to please his stepdad.

“So be a good boy and let your old man fuck you in your cunt.” Henry said, this time with more authority. His precum already coated Kyle’s anal ring, making his hole slick.

The young man couldn’t think straight at this point. Maybe…

Clark clapped, breaking Kyle’s reverie. “Tell your dad what you want right now. Come on, our sweet boy, please tell us.”

To convince Kyle even more, Clark poured lubricant on the young man’s hard-on and slowly jerked him off while whispering expletives of what they can do to please their son.

Kyle’s eyes rolled to his head in overlapping pleasure and pain. It was too much to bear. Him being restrained, the clamps on his nipples, Clark jerking his erection, Henry’s cock head ready to penetrate his hole.

He was being tortured by his stepdad and by his own dad, and deep inside, he liked it.

He wanted someone to fuck him.

He needed to be fucked by a domineering daddy.

… and maybe his dad can please him the way Clark did.

The young man’s voice was weak when he spoke, riddled with immense desire.

“Fuck me…”

Clark’s grin widened even more, pulling his collar towards him. “What was that, buddy?”

“I want… dad to fuck me…”

Henry goaded him even more, looking intently on his eyes. “Tell me what you want, boy.”

“Please fuck my ass, dad… Plug my hole! Please!”

Henry’s lips formed a snicker as he finally started to insert his thick cock inside his own son’s swollen hole. Kyle screamed in pleasure, gripping the leather restraints.

“It burns. Stop! Stop! ” Kyle whimpered at the girth, but Clark’s grip on his dick tightened.

“Focus solhan escort on my hands, Kyle. I promise, you’ll feel good soon.” Clark said as he planted wet kisses on his stepson’s lips. Kyle kissed back, and their tongues started fencing against each other.

Clark smiled before he let his spit flow directly in his stepson’s waiting mouth, keen to lap up the liquid.

Henry’s dick was halfway in when he looked at the two men in front of him making out. He realized what the collar was really for.

Henry is penetrating his son’s now willing hole – the person he helped create 19 years ago is now offering him to take his virginity. Kyle begged to be fucked by the same thick rod that created him. Be filled with the same creamy seed.

The older man couldn’t believe it, but he was too deep in the action it had to be the truth.

His son is a perverted kid. A fucking slut.

And sluts deserve to be fucked senseless. Even Kyle – his blood. If his son is a slut, then he too is due for a pounding.

It sounded so wrong, but Henry’s cock twitched wildly at the thought. If Kyle wanted to be fucked by dicks, who else could give what he wanted but him and Clark?

Henry licked his lips and continued conquering his son’s ass, now more confident. Kyle’s walls were gripping his erect member, the warmth almost massaging his penis, urging him to plunge deeper. He’d never in this lifetime thought his son’s own cunt would be this amazing.

He continued thrusting until his pubic hair reached Kyle’s low hanging balls. He was fully inside his son.

Kyle broke the kiss to moan and look at his dad’s horny expression as his dick was now lodged deep in him. The young kid even held his aching cock and balls to see what his ass looks like when a cock has fully entered inside. As if to confirm it, Henry pressed even harder, making his son gasp and moan.

“Do you like my cock, slut?”

Kyle was taken aback by how his dad called him, but his sloppy dick stirred. He secretly liked how rough Henry was, a stark contrast to how Clark treated him.

He felt small, but somehow wanted to be dominated by his own father.

“I love it… sir…” he meekly said, the last word quietly trailing from his lips. This made Henry’s eye glint in approval.

“I like it when you call me sir.” Henry said as he pulled his member from his son’s ass. Kyle exhaled loudly as a ‘pop’ sound came from his hole.

Kyle was about to speak when Henry pushed down hard on him, immediately going past his ring. The young man stopped breathing for a bit, shocked by his dad’s sudden intrusion.

Henry’s thrusts were deep and hard, his rock-hard cock massaging his son’s anal walls.

“Look at your hungry ass, it just swallowed my huge dick!”

“Holy shit… I feel so fucking full! Ooh…”

“That’s right, slut! Moan for me!”

Henry did not see his son at that point. Kyle was now a fuck toy in his father’s eyes, a slut willing to get railed by this hulk of a man. And Kyle was extremely aroused. He wanted more.

“Your pussy is so fucking warm!” Henry exclaimed, making Kyle’s skin crawl in excitement. He can feel his ring tightening around his dad’s shaft.

Henry started thrusting hard, roughly fucking his own son’s ass. His face is coated with sweat, and a wicked smile plastered on his sweat. Some sweat dropped on Kyle’s chest as his dad hovered over him.

Kyle wanted nothing more but to taste his father’s skin and savor the taste.

The younger man’s dick was sporting the biggest boner as he was getting railed by his own father. He too was engrossed in all this, moaning and meeting every thrust.

Clark watched the scene unfold. He was pleasantly surprised seeing Henry’s perverted side. His stepson on the other hand was progressing nicely, becoming a submissive twink ready to submit to his daddies.

“Fuck sir, your dick is so big!” Kyle said as he looked straight into his dad’s eyes.

“All the more to fuck you with.” Clark chimed, still leaving hot kisses around Kyle’s face.

Henry smiled and licked his lips. “Your slutty cunt is so tight too, boy! Clark, you really haven’t fucked my son’s hole?”

“No, but I think this played out better than expected. Nothing beats your own father fucking your virgin ass. Isn’t that right, bud?

Kyle smiled and nodded, feeling his dad filling his insides. “Yes, daddy. I love being fucked by my dad! He’s pounding my ass so good!”

The young man continued moaning as his own dad started pulling his dick out, only to thrust in even deeper. Henry dipped his cock in multiple times before spreading Kyle’s cheeks apart.

“Look at that gaping hole, begging for a huge daddy dick!” Henry exclaimed as he started fingering Kyle’s already sloppy ass.

The son moaned loudly as his dad’s fingers reached his sweet spot. Kyle felt like he’s about to pee from the sensation.

“You really let me pop your cherry, boy?” Henry said in between thrusts.

“Yes sir, I’m honored to be used by you.”

“Maybe sorgun escort you can reward Kyle for being a good boy.” Clark suggested, releasing the cuff from the bed, but kept his stepson’s wrists restrained.

“Tell me what you want, slut.”

“I want… to taste you sir.” Kyle said, his cheeks blushing. The older men smiled at their son.

Clark straddled Kyle’s back on his lap, the young man’s head rested square on his chest. He then started removing the clamps, each time eliciting a loud moan from his stepson. These toys weren’t needed, at least for now. He then started play with both of Kyle’s nipples, flicking and twisting them.

Kyle felt Clark’s boner from his back, and was glad to know he enjoys this as well. His beard gently scraped against his skin as his stepdad placed sensual kisses on his ear and face.

Henry lowered himself to close the gap between him and Kyle.

Instead of instantly meeting his son’s lips, he pressed the younger man’s cheeks together, making Kyle’s lips form an O.

He then squeezes his lips, and spits a huge gob of saliva that shoots directly on his son’s mouth. Kyle accepted his dad’s warm spit and opened his mouth willingly. Henry then took it as a sign to continue with his barrage of spits on his own son’s elated face.

“How does it taste, Kyle?” Clark asked

“My dad’s spit tastes delicious, daddy.”

“What a fucking good slut!” Henry exclaimed. He then hurriedly conquered his son’s inviting lips, his tongue seeking dominance once inside Kyle’s mouth.

Kyle reciprocated the kisses, knowing that it’s his dad making out with him heightens his pleasure. Henry’s kisses were full of want, and his son squeezed in between two muscular bodies sent him in euphoria.

When they broke the kiss, a strand of saliva was left hanging from Henry’s mouth, which he was eager to provide for his son.

Clark’s face was inches away from Henry’s, so he rewarded the scruffy man a kiss on the cheek. A confused Henry looked up and met his gaze. The two somehow understood and almost instantly locked lips, their mouths fighting for dominance as their tongues danced around each other. Both men were grunting as they smushed their lips together.

It was Henry who first spat in Clark’s mouth, and his stepdad smirked as did the same.

Kyle watched his dads – two muscular and brute men – spit swap. It was the hottest thing he ever witnessed.

“You taste just like your son, Henry.” Clark commented. This made the man smirk as he continued pounding his son’s hole.

“I’ll take that compliment, man. You taste good too.” Henry replied, before devouring Kyle’s agape mouth with such hunger, making his son moan in lust.

Clark’s mind went into overdrive as another plan formed, elated with the thought of using his wife’s ex-husband, just like how he did with his stepson.

Soon, the three of them exchanged kisses between each other, groans of pleasure echoing throughout the room.

Henry’s thrusts were getting deeper and longer, effectively loosening his son’s eager ass. He once again lowered himself and in between pumps, grunted:

“I own you now, boy. Your ass is mine, so I will fuck you whenever I want to. Understood?” Henry growled.

Clark smiled and helped spread his stepson’s legs wider, as Kyle basked in his dad’s commanding voice.

“Yes sir. Fuck me as you please…”

Both Henry and Clark said ‘good boy’ in unison.

Henry starts burying his shaft deep in Kyle’s gaping hole. The way he pounded Kyle’s ass was almost primal. Like he wanted to break his own son in two. Henry fucked Kyle as if he was branding him as his possession.

“Fucking take my cock, you whore!”

“Shit, shit!” Kyle screamed. His ass being railed mercilessly by his dad overwhelmed him. He can feel his hole loosening up to accommodate his father’s big dick, as his father was piledriving his cock inside like a raging bull.

Clark was enthusiastically cheering Henry on. “Hell yeah, breed your son! Fucking make him your cumslut!”

In gritted teeth, Henry spoke. “I made you, so your ass is mine. I fucking own this cunt!”

“Yes sir! My ass is yours! I love being fucked by the dick that made me! Fucking destroy my slutty hole!” an almost feverish Kyle announced, making his dad want to fuck him harder.

The young man screamed when his dad’s cock finally hit his prostate. Henry knew what it meant, so he started picking up the pace, slamming his veiny cock inside his son’s opening, hitting his spot repeatedly.

Clark suddenly gripped Henry’s hairy chest and his palms circled around the huhe mounds. He also pinched and twisted the other man’s nipples.

“What the— fuck…” Henry was surprised, but moaned when he felt his nipples being punished by Clark.

Clark then took it as a sign to continue massaging the hairy chest in front of him. He almost could hear Kyle’s voice in Henry, and he wondered if he could play with this gruff man even further.

With him feeling pressure on his nipples and suadiye escort cock, Henry’s hands suddenly gripped his son’s ankles and pushed it closer to Kyle’s face, opening the young man completely.

Kyle’s almost out of words but looked up, mind almost broken from all the fucking. “My balls feel so full, daddy. Please let me cum…” he pleaded.

Clark looked down and gave his stepson a wet kiss. “If you want to cum, you have to do it from your ass. Let your dad fuck the cum out of you.” he said.

Kyle didn’t know how, but he somehow understood. He wouldn’t have to jerk off, he’d have to cum from being fucked. His dad was doing a great job, driving his dick deep inside him.

Drowning in his own twisted desires, Henry continued fucking his perverted son’s twitching hole. He wanted to fill Kyle’s hungry ass with his thick seed.

At that point, Henry wanted nothing more but to use his slut of a son’s hole as his cum bucket. He fucks his son’s swollen cunt to oblivion, and his son’s uncontollable moaning and squealing was proof that he enjoys being railed as well.

“Your ass is mine! It’s for me!” Henry grunted as he continued pistoning his son’s sloppy hole.

Kyle’s eyes rolled upwards when his dad started fucking his hole faster. His words were almost unintelligible, interrupted by a mix of squeals and moans. He can feel Henry’s fat dick thickening inside his tight booty, ready to breed his own boy.

He once again met Clark’s longing gaze. When his stepdad smiled at him, the young man felt an odd sense of belongingness.

Finding Clark’s toys. Being caught by his stepdad. Kyle being persuaded to allow him to pleasure him. Henry finding out the vibrator in his ass.

His own dad fucking his son’s hole.

It felt like everything that has happened so far led to this moment.

Maybe his hole belonged to his dads all this time.

Maybe his ass was made to be used by his two dads.

“Oh shit… I’m–” Kyle said, gasping for air. His dad’s cock head continuously hitting his prostate sent him to his climax. The young man’s eyes widened as his cock slit starts shooting semen even without touching himself.

Ropes of white juice shot on his chin and stomach. He did it, Kyle came while getting pounded by his father’s cock.

“Good boy!” Clark lauded as his hands were busy assaulting Henry’s titties.

“You’re such a fucking cockwhore, son!” Henry felt the sudden tightness in his son’s insides, sending him to his edge. He gripped Kyle’s ankles and thrusted faster.

“Fuck you’re so tight! I’m gonna cum too!” Henry grunted.

“Yes! Shoot that load inside me sir! Make me yours!” Kyle pleaded.

Clark pinched and twisted Henry’s nipples harder, making the other man scream in pleasure. “Fucking dump your load inside your son!” he said as he milked Henry’s nipples using his fingers.

“Take it, fucking bitch boy! AAAAAHHH” Henry shouted as his cock started dumping his massive load inside his son’s waiting ass, spitting thick cream and drowning the young man’s hole in spunk.

Kyle felt his insides fill up even more with every twitch as his dad shoots his cum inside his hole. He felt completely sated.

Clark marveled at this satisfying conclusion. He looked at his stepson with immense pride. Henry really bred his own son, and Kyle accepted his dad’s sperm. Two perverted dads and a horny son – like a match forged from hell.

Henry pulled out, and the last spurt of cum mixed with Kyle’s load. The look on his face was of victory.

The three of them just stayed where they are for a minute as they all caught their breaths. Kyle felt his dad’s warm cum inside him.

Kyle wanted to push his dad’s spunk out, but when he tried to, Clark grabbed his ankles and opened his legs. Some of the cum started to leak from his spent hole, but he squeezed his spinchter to keep most in. His stepfather had the same wicked grin plastered on his face when he spoke.

“Henry, why don’t you clean your son’s hole?”

Kyle was as visibly shocked as his dad at the suggestion, but secretly, he wanted him to lick his hole and felch his own cum from his taint.

“Yeah dad, I want you to lick me clean please.”

“You fucked your son’s ass already”, Clark continued.

“But that’s your-“

“You said it’s a cunt over and over again. Please dad?” Kyle said suggestively as his butthole winked. Clark seems to be pleased his stepson was onboard.

Henry sighed and lowered his head onto Kyle’s hole and gave a tentative lick. He wanted to tilt his head away, but Clark’s steady hand now pushed his face even closer.

Kyle can feel his dad’s scruffy facial hair all over his taint. This tickled him, but there was something very hot with how they teamed up to force his dad to lick his hole.

Henry was disgusted at first, but his son’s moist taint emanated warmth and a scent that invited him to lick it up. He soon spread Kyle’s smooth cheeks and dove in tongue first, playfully flicking it across his crack.

Kyle moaned in immense pleasure. His dad’s wet tongue lapping his hole, and the hot breaths he was making in the middle of his licking made the experience all the more pleasurable.

Clark smirked and whispered to Kyle, “Push it out buddy.” The younger man nodded and did so. Kyle strained until Henry’s cum started coming out, a steady stream of warm juice that his dad willingly lapped up.

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Chapter III

_______

Monday: 8:54 A.M.

11th day of the 28-day cycle.

The car jumps over the bump on 76th Street.

“Ah, I always forget about that damn pothole.”

Well, I couldn’t agree more. I’ve been attending to the same high school for five years and my dad always hits the same pothole.

“It wasn’t necessary for you to drive me.”

“The school it’s on my way to work. Besides, it’s another excuse to spend time with my favorite son,” we stop at a red traffic light. I can see the school across the street. “Was today the day you have that seminar?”

“What? No, not today. It’s next Wednesday,” green light. We cross the street and we’re already in front of the school. I grab my backpack, say goodbye, and get out of the car.

As I climb the entrance steps of the school, I can feel my body anticipating the possibilities. My penis starts to get hard, I feel the weight of my pecs more, and my sphincter tightens with a wave of moisture. By the time I reach the hallway, my level of excitement is palpable.

“Andi, how was your weekend?”

“Hey, guys…” Luca, Pablo, and Nico are waiting for me next to my locker. “Well, let´s see. On Saturday, I came three times. Morning, afternoon, and night. On Sunday, I tried to study for the Economy exam, but I got a dildo as a gift, so it was pointless.”

“A dildo?”

“Who gave you a dildo?”

“My parents.”

Pablo raises his eyebrows.

“Wow. Your parents are really open-minded when it comes to sex.”

“Don’t remind me. I guess they wanted to make it up to me for keeping me home over the weekend. Which reminds me…” I look at each one of them and pause at Pablo. “We have to make up for the lost time. See you in the second-floor bathroom during the fourth period…”

The aforementioned second-floor bathroom is out of service. This time, there’s no one smoking weed or brewing potions. Well, actually, I’m not entirely sure because we stumble inside amidst kisses and caresses. We could have checked the stalls by kicking the doors, but we had already taken our pants off. Or we could have hidden in a corner instead of fucking against the sinks right in front of the unlocked door.

Pablo has the longest dick of all my friends. Not as thick as Luca’s, nor as venous as Nico’s. Gee, even I have a better circumference. But in length, he beats us all with an 18cm mark. In a single move, he puts his cock in me all the way down till his testicles.

“Shit, Andi,” he says. “You are so hot and so wet.”

I touch my abs with the hand I’m not using to jerk my dick. Yes, I’m ho.What can I say?

“Pablo, did you put on a condom?”

“Oh, shit. I forgot. On it.”

I roll my eyes. I hear a squishing sound when he pulls out and two minutes later, he comes back in wearing protection. He fucks me. I try to contain my moans, but when the orgasm hits me it’s just impossible. I exhale all air in my lungs, then I forget how to breath in. My butthole fills up with prostatic fluids while I cum with my ass. I bet that drives Pablo to the edge.

“I’m going to cum,” and then, he cums.

_______

Wednesday: 11:46 A.M.

13th day of the 28-day cycle.

The next day, amidst the history teacher’s monologue, I’m once again hard and wet all over.

I send a message to Nico while coming up with an excuse to sneak out of class. This time, we tiptoe into the room adjacent to the radio studio. There’s no one there, so we undress (amidst frenzied kisses) without fear of getting caught in fraganti.

Nico’s face is adorned with four or five freckles, perhaps due to his reddish hair, although, in contrast, his torso is pale and clean. Only a couple of moles interrupt the pattern along the outline of his abs. I grab his manhood, rub it against mine. I hallucinate with pleasure and shut my eyes close. Our cocks are a perfect match. Same length (16cm). Same width (13cm). They could’ve been twins except sıhhiye escort for one small trifle that doesn’t go unnoticed. I have a foreskin and he doesn’t. No, not because Nico is religious or anything like that. It’s due to a medical condition. Phimosis or paraphimosis, something like that. He had to be circumcised when he reached his first sexual maturity.

“Open your legs,” he asks me; I sit in the first chair I can find, and I lean back against the backrest. Another overwhelming wave of moisture goes through me as Nico’s tongue makes contact. “Do you like that?”

“Keep going until I tell to fuck me.”

I ooze a gigantic amount of prostatic fluids. I feel Nico’s cold hand picking it up, then he smears it on his veiny cock. The mere sight of it brings me to the brink of orgasm.

“Ok, you can fuck me now.”

_______

Thursday: 10:10 A.M.

14th day of the 28-day cycle.

He clears his throat.

“Are you sure you want to do it here?”

I face Luca as I turn the doorknob.

“As if an empty classroom was much different from the chemistry lab.”

I enter, and I have no doubt that Luca is right behind me. He hugs me from behind and starts kissing my neck with soft, delicate lips.

We’re in one of the classrooms on the third floor of the west wing. No one comes up here during recess, that’s why we came. It reminds me that we only have 7 minutes of privacy left, so we need to pick up the pace. One advantage of wearing cotton pants is that I can take them off quickly.

Luca grabs my ass.

“You got ever bigger than last week.”

“Nothing eludes you, doesn’t it?”

I see him smiling as our genitals rub against each other.

The bell rings.

By the time the teacher opens the door, we’re already dressed.

“I can’t believe it!” he exclaims. “Exemplary students who arrive early to class. Are you up to something?”

“No, sir. Andi and I were finishing our homework.”

He looks at us. He blinks twice before responding:

“Right, I see. Go ahead, take your seats,” he clears his throat and addresses the whole class. “Well, kids, today we’ll have a quick class. As you must already know from the constant advertising done by the school council, yesterday was the birthday of this classmate of yours whose name I never remember…”

Laughter erupts, followed by whispers.

“I think he’s talking about Gaston,” Luca whispers to me.

“Who the fuck is Gaston?”

“Nobody important.”

The teacher clears his throat.

“…which means that now all of you are of legal age, so you’ll be able to participate in the seminar whose poster has been hanging in my classroom all week,” he points at it with an accusing finger.

The poster reads:

=========================================

Seminar:

Principles of your

Second Sexual Maturity

=========================================

Then, the snap of the speakers is heard.

“Good morning, 6th grade students. We await you in the auditorium where the Principles of your Second Sexual Maturity seminar will take place. I repeat…”

We evacuate the history classroom like firefighters. Some minutes later, we enter the auditorium. I’ve always enjoyed being here. The seats, the stage, the dim lighting. Gives me the feeling of being in a theater. This time, they closed the curtain and lowered a giant screen where a movie projector shines. It’s going to be more like a documentary than a seminar but, oh well.

My friends and I find seats in the back row. Soon, we all fall into silence.

_______

Suddenly, the movie projector activates, and the film begins. The typical black and white countdown scene appears, with the beeping sound accompanying each number.

10… 9… 8… 7… 3… 2… 1…

A piano playing energetically, setting the rhythm. The image (of extremely poor quality) şırnak escort shows a medical office with a disheveled gray-haired man in a white coat writing on a clipboard.

“Hello, everybody!” the doctor salutes. “My name is Dr. Sánchez. I’m a health professional as well as a nurse at your school. I’m really glad you all made it here. If you are watching this, it means you are all 18 now. And that also means you are going through a very special time of your lives. Just about a minute ago, one of your classmates came to my office with a very interesting question.”

Someone knocks the door (in the movie). An eighteen-year-old boy enters the scene, portraying a high school student. He has a tanned complexion, a backpack on his shoulder, and a huge ass that is about to burst out of his pants.

“Hi Dr. Sánchez. I hope you are not busy”.

“Come in! Juanchi! Come in! Long time no see. How are you? What brings you to my humble office?”

“The thing is… golly! It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“There’s nothing embarrassing about health,” and he smiles directly to the camera.

“Very well, then. I woke up this morning and I was like this…”

He turns his back to the doctor and squats down. His swollen buttocks are shown in a close-up shot.

“I think it’s an allergic reaction.”

“Hmm… tell me Juanchi. Are you 19 be any chance?”

“I’ll be in three weeks.”

“Then I’m certain this isn’t an allergic reaction. You are going through a part of your life that every human native to this region eventually goes through. This is, no doubt, your second sexual maturity. Congratulations!”

Juanchi stands up and looks at the camera.

“Galloping strains! I didn’t know there were two sexual maturities.”

“Indeed, there are. Let’s talk a little about that, shall we? You see…”

The image changes, and now we see a silhouette of a human body in mustard color against a black checkered background. It is surrounded by a fever graph (the one with the timeline). The voice of the doctor can be heard in the off-screen.

“…a young man becomes sexually active when he reaches his first sexual maturity at the average age of 12 years. The testicles develop their volume to produce sperm and the penis can now become erect. In other words, they develop their bodies to play the sex roles of a top. That is, the ability to inseminate.”

The graph accompanies the speech, showing the changes in the human silhouette.

“A man spends the majority of his life as a top, only interrupted up to twice per year by the 28-day cycle. And this only happens once a man reaches his second sexual maturity at the average age of 19.”

The silhouette becomes taller and more muscular. The fever graph moves accordingly.

“Namely, their bodies develop to perform the bottom’s functions and, therefore, to be inseminated. And this is exactly what is happening to you, Juanchi!”

We return to Dr. Sánchez’s office.

“Jumping Jehoshaphat! I’m becoming a bottom?”

“Certainly. Although, don’t forget that these terms refer more to your role in reproduction than your role in the sexual act per se. It’s only during the 28-day cycle that a human of our species is considered an anatomical bottom. Colloquially known as being in heat.”

“You should have started with that, doc. My older brother had his first heat a couple of years ago. But he was super horny all the time. I don’t feel any of that.”

“Certainly, Juanchi. That’s why it’s called the 28-day cycle…”

We return to the human silhouette. The camera rotates and focuses on its thighs from the side.

“…the cycle is divided into three parts. The first phase is proestrus (or also known as crescent-heat), which lasts for the first 7 days. It’s the phase of change, as your body switches its sexual functions from top to bottom.”

An arrow appears on the image, pointing to the aydın escort silhouette’s testicles, which turn white.

“The first sign of crescent-heat is the suspension of sperm production and a reduction in testosterone. The testicles now produce ovules.”

A second arrow points to the buttocks, which grow to the size of handballs.

“Next comes the substantial increase in buttocks volume due to water retention. It’s a reaction designed to attract and seduce nearby tops, ensuring reproduction.”

The camera turns and now points right into the crack of the silhouette’s ass. It’s butt cheeks are spread apart to reveal a butthole oozing prostatic fluids.

“Finally, within the body, a canal opens that connects the rectum to the prostate. This results in both the dilation of the sphincter and the secretion of a natural lubricant to facilitate penetration and, of course, insemination. As the percentage of testosterone decreases, it’s normal to experience a decrease in libido. But don’t worry, because the situation will soon be reversed.”

“Goodness, are you saying that I will feel aroused?”

The doctor replies:

“Certainly, the chronic hornyness is the main characteristic of the second stage of the cycle, commonly referred to as full-heat or estrus. In due time, your body will release estrogen, another sex hormone, which will inevitably lead to heightened sexual desire. It’s normal to experience penile and pectoral erections, or even the dilation of the sphincter, just by being near an anatomical top.

On the screen, the silhouette experiences various types of erections as arrows mark the path of estrogen. Then, three other silhouettes appear surrounding the first one. These silhouettes are painted sky blue.

“The libido increases as we approach the climax of the second stage of the cycle, which occurs on the 15th day. Therefore, a man in heat mates multiple times a day and with multiple sexual partners, especially as they get closer to that climax.”

The silhouettes engage in sexual activity. I repeat: the silhouettes engage in sexual activity. Well, the whole class is 18 years old after all. I just didn’t expect them to show something like this at school.

“However, there is a limited amount of sperm that an anatomical top can produce. Therefore, to ensure reproduction, the receptive partner has an ace up their sleeve. Or rather, an ace between their buttocks.”

The silhouette is turned on its side and the camera focus on the buttocks. Now you can see the drawn rectum and the top’s blue penis inserted inside, penetrating. The voice-over of Dr. Sánchez is heard again.

“During intercourse, the prostatic fluids trigger a chemical reaction in the top’s penis when it comes into contact with it…”

On screen, copulation ceases, and the penis leaves the anus covered in a substance. The animation now focuses on the top’s blue genitalia.

“…in a few words, it’s the bottom’s way of telling his sexual partners that he’s in heat and needs to be inseminated. In this way, the top chemically detects the presence of a bottom in heat, so he doubles the amount of sperm production…”

The blue testicles begin to grow noticeably. Next to the silhouette is a column chart that goes from 0.08% to 0.24% of body weight.

“…as an immediate consequence, the size of the top’s testicles can easily triple, weighing about 120g. Which is like going from having two quail eggs to two chicken eggs in your pants…”

_______

I come back to reality.

I had no idea about this last part of the 28-day cycle, so the first thing I set out to do is to verify that information. I run my hand over the armrest and place my fingers on Nico’s bulge. He immediately gasps. It’s as if he has a pair of plums stuffed into his pants. I can even feel them pulsating…

But how? If “the prostatic fluids trigger a chemical reaction in the top when it comes into contact with the penis” and we’ve only had sex while wearing condoms so far… well, except when that idiot Pablo penetrated me before putting it on… Nico used the oozing fluid as lubricant… and Luca? I was facing away. I didn’t see what he was doing.

The documentary continues, but I’m no longer paying attention.

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[This story was written for a writing exercise limiting the text to exactly 750 words.]

Toshio, my Tokyo artist teacher, checked into Hokkaido’s Myoko Hot Springs Spa as a gnarly old Japanese man in a black silk kimono, which barely covered the necessities, brushed by me. He lingered, touching my hip with long, slender fingers and then my nipple, pulling gently through the gauzy material of my polo shirt on the ring I had pierced there.

“Atode fac you,” I heard him murmur as he passed.

“What? Who was that?” I asked. “What did he say?”

“That’s General Kohei Oshiba,” the desk clerk said, his eyes lowered, showing a look of embarrassment.

“He said he’d fuck you later, Dan,” Toshio said, with a laugh. “Guess he thinks he can be forward with a young blond coming to the spa with an old man like me. Fat chance, though, I can get you in bed but you won’t let me fuck you.” He stopped there, but, giving me a smile, he added, “Yet.”

I had suspected he’d brought me to this spa to remedy that. I would let him–eventually. But I was in no şişli escort rush.

The clerk’s eyes were still downcast as we went to our room, the rooms being separate wooden units topped with thatched roofs, positioned haphazardly around stone pathways, with small terraces here and there, and it all following a meandering steaming waterway bordered by lush foliage. Each unit, a wooden tatami matting-covered platform, walled by sliding rice-paper-covered screens, was positioned for privacy.

There was no privacy from sound, though. I saw the general guiding a young Japanese man in a loose kimono into the adjacent room as we returned from dinner. It wasn’t long before I heard the sounds of vigorous sex. The youth was moaning, groaning deeply, whimpering, and being very vocal.

“Onegai, onegai, yukkuri. Anata wa totemo okii desu. Anata wa totemo nagamochi shi masu. Onegai, onegai, shi masu,” I heard the young man cry out.

“What was that? What did he say?” I asked Toshio. “Such sivas escort a plaintive cry.”

“Apparently the old man has a really big one and can use it vigorously and at great length,” Toshio answered. “But come, come to the bed with me. Perhaps…”

I entered his bed, but though we embraced and I let him fondle me–and I stroked him to completion–I did not let him fuck me.

In the night, the sighing of the wind through the bamboo stalks along the wandering waterway woke me. I rose, naked, disconcerted by dreams. I shrugged on a white silk kimono and went out to follow the stream in melancholy.

I came to a man in just a fundoshi–loincloth–arranging oils next to a massage table. He smiled and gestured toward the table. I was tense from dreaming of the general covering the youth in the next room, so, thankfully, I disrobed and mounted the table and lay on my stomach. The man’s hands were magic. I was barely awake when he became intimate. I was in heat enough to let him massage my buttocks and touch my hole. siverek escort I moaned as he rubbed his fingers across my hole and gasped as he entered me with his fingers. I whimpered and moaned, opening to the fingers, which became something colder and thicker. I turned to see he held a jade dildo.

“Hai?–Yes?” he asked.

“Hai,” I whispered, in heat.

The dildo spread me open. I felt it withdraw and a slight weight coming onto my back, hovering over me, gnarled hands on sinewy arms stiffed armed by my shoulders, knobby knees hugging my hips. I turned and looked. The masseur was gone. The general was on top of me. Looking down the length of his gaunt, hard, wound-scared torso, I saw the longest cock I’d ever seen, in angry erection.

I moaned, “Please. Wait,” and then cried out, as he dipped his pelvis, attained penetrating position, and entered, entered, entered me. I writhed under him as he slid up into the core of me–conquering, slaying me. He came quickly at first in a long flow, but turned me on my back, held me captive, and, taking the ring in my nipple in his mouth and giving suck, fucked me and fucked me as, spreading my legs wide, I surrendered to his deep penetration and interminable flow.

Toshiro was asleep when, purring, I hobbled to the room. He no longer was asleep when I saddled on his loins, descended on his cock, and rode him into the dawn.

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Up until now, I had enjoyed MM sex irregularly, maybe a three to four times a year. A fuck buddy I had seen a few times, Dan, had put me in contact with a friend of his he had had fun with in the past. I contacted his friend, Bill, initially by text and then a phone call. We clicked immediately and within a week planned to meet late on a Friday afternoon. Excited about the meeting, I contacted Dan and told him I was meeting Bill late that afternoon. Dan said he was in town early afternoon and suggested catching up.

I finished work at midday on Fridays, so raced home to shower and change, meeting Dan in a quiet section of a multi-level carpark. We chatted about Bill and what his experiences had been in the past. I could see Dan was quite excited, as he was rubbing his cock through his pants. I suggested he take it out and let me take care of it. he quickly unzipped releasing his semi-hard cock, which I took in my hand and stroked as I leaned over the centre console and took his cock in my mouth, sucking the head, licking down the shaft, licking his balls. As I slid my lips over his cock again Dan said “You know what gets me harder” (I did know, he loves his cock being bitten, and bitten hard). As I sucked his cock, I bit down on the shaft as he loved me doing, you would think he would lose his erection, but instead, he got harder, it was then he put a hand on the back of my head and thrust forward until I was gagging. Then he told me to hold still someone was walking past, as he was deep in my mouth, and then he started thrusting again. while I am fondling and licking his balls, he is vigorously stroking his hard cock, he asked me if I was thirsty, I took the queue, taking his cock in my mouth sucking and licking the head, after a short time I felt his cock swell and throb in my mouth as I felt and tasted his hot creamy cum fill my mouth. I kept sucking keeping my mouth full of cum as I milked every drop, şiran escort looking up and showing my mouth full of his seed before I swallowed and sucked his cock for another minute.

We adjusted ourselves and had a bit more of a chat and he wished me luck at Bill’s in a couple of hours.

Soon I texted Bill to let him know I was on the way. As with all new meets, I was nervous and had butterflies, I parked out front and knocked on the door, a guy in good shape, ’60s came to the door holding a glass of wine, greeting me and inviting me in. He offered me a drink, and I settled for a coffee, after a few minutes of talk, he moved next to me removing his trousers and rubbing my crotch, I took his cock in my hand, and he asked if I would like to to suck his hardening cock, I quickly obliged, taking his cock into my mouth and sucking enthusiastically, it was about 6 inches and average girth, he complimented me on my sucking skills, I told him I was still very much an amateur.

Bill suggested we go to the bedroom, I followed removing my clothes as soon as I entered the room. Beside the bed was a computer screen with gay porn playing. After a bit of mutual sucking Bill told me to get up on the bed in doggy position, near the edge, I felt Bill finger my tight hole with lube (I had only been fucked by one guy before this and only three times so the anticipation was intense), and his fingers felt so good probing me, my mind on what was to follow. Soon after I felt his cock pressing on my hole, as I felt his cock slide into me, immediately I remembered how amazing being fucked feels.

Bill grabs my hips and thrusts into my tight fuck hole rhythmically, after 10 or so minutes he increases his pace thrusting harder and faster, he asks “do want my cum inside you”, I just grunt and nod, as Bill trusts hard and deep in my rectum letting out loud groans şirinevler escort of satisfaction as he fills me with his hot creamy load. Bill holds deep in me until he has finished cumming, ensuring every drop is deep inside me. I feel euphoric, his cock still inside me knowing he has bred my arse.

He pulls out and we lay side by side on his bed as he plays with my cock, before he takes it in his mouth and begins sucking me vigorously, with the excitement of the day, it doesn’t take long before I let him know I’m close, he keeps sucking me as I explode in his mouth. Bill keeps sucking until I’m completely drained, he swallows every drop.

We lay back and chat about various things, mainly sex, while playing with each other’s cock. I get up and shower, chatting with Bill as I get dressed in the lounge room, telling him we should do this again soon (not knowing how soon it would be). I left elated, having been fucked and knowing I had Dan’s cum in my stomach and Bill’s cum in my rectum.

That evening I contacted Dan and let him know how well it went, I suggested we should catch up so i could tell him face to face how awesome it was to meet his friend. We arranged to meet in the car park again the following morning.

I met Dan the next day, telling him how awesome the meet with Bill went, what followed was similar to the day before, my head in his lap as he thrust in my mouth filling my mouth with another load of his sweet nectar, amazingly the load was as big if not bigger than the mouthful he blessed my mouth with less than 18 hours earlier. Dan had the most suckable cock, delicious waves of pre-cum and sweetest big loads, all of which i loved to taste and swallow when ever possible.

After I left Dan I went for a walk and texted Bill, telling him how amazing yesterday was and that we should do it again soon. şirinyer escort He texted asking if it was okay to call, I said it was fine, as I was out walking and no one was around. Bill called and soon, I was set to visit him late in the afternoon of the next day, Sunday.

That night there were no nerves, no butterflies, just excitement. Finally, 4 PM Sunday arrived and time to head over to Bill’s for another fun time.

I parked in Bill’s driveway, Bill greeted me at the door in a robe, and we went to the lounge sitting on the couch both agreeing on how great Friday was, he let his robe fall open, and I took the hint, taking his cock in my hand and leaning down licking the head of his cock then taking his cock fully into my mouth, sucking and licking the head of his cock, my head bobbing up and down on his hardening cock. during this time Bill was massaging my cock and my butt cheeks, soon suggesting moving to his bedroom.

When we got to the bedroom mature/ younger man, porn was selected by Bill as he got me to get in position, on the bed again in doggy, at the edge of the bed. Bill entering me felt as amazing as our last liaison, as did Bill fucking me until his deeper more deliberate thrust told me he was about to cum deep in my arse again, no need to tell me as he now knew I wanted his creamy white seed deep inside me again.

As we lay back Bill asked if I would fuck him, my erection was enough to indicate my agreement. Bill was quickly on his back at the head of the bed, legs pulled back as I got in a position where I slid my hard cock into his arse until our balls were touching. Bill liked this position as he wanted to mingle tongues as I fucked his wanting hole, cumming deep inside him, thrusting until I gave him every drop of my hot cum.

I pulled out, leaving my hot creamy cum leaking from his used hole, then we lay side by side discussing future opportunities, plans and fantasies, playing with our own and each other’s cocks. Bill grinned at me leaning over and taking his cock into his mouth, sucking, licking and stroking my cock until he swallowed another load.

As I showered and bid farewell to Bill, I thought about the amazing weekend I had just experienced, One I am unlikely to experience again, but there is always hope.

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I met Bridget while working in the Student Union during my senior year in college. I know, it was a cheesy job, but it gave me the added spending money I needed to not have to worry about every little expense. I was manning the activities desk, responsible for checking out games, billiard balls, etc, when I saw two girls walk in. They seemed to be checking out the place and eventually worked their way over to my counter. I discovered that they both lived and worked in the local area and had graduated from high school the previous Spring.

All of us who worked in the Student Union called girls like them ‘groupies’ as they were here for only one reason…to find a college guy as their ticket to a better life. That said, both girls were rather attractive, especially the taller one. The shorter girl, Maggie, introduced herself and her friend Bridget, who she said was her new roommate and interested in possibly attending college here, so she was showing her around. This was a classic line I had heard before, but I did believe that this was Bridget’s first time here.

Almost immediately after introducing themselves, Maggie saw a guy she had gone to high school with and ran over to say hi, leaving Bridget with me at the counter. She and I began chatting and I actually started to become interested. She was tall, around 5′ 10″, with long, medium brown hair, green eyes, and a pleasant smile. She was wearing jeans and a casual shirt and had what appeared to be a very nice body, with a sexy round ass and what I guessed to be 34B breasts.

Beyond her looks, what caught my attention was how articulate and smart she was, unlike most of the girls who wondered in from off campus. She explained that while she had every intention of attending college, she just wanted to live in the real world for a while. She had been working since graduation and had recently moved out of her parent’s house, becoming Maggie’s roommate.

About 30 minutes later, Maggie walked back over and the girls decided to head out, but not before Bridget agreed to a date with me the next evening. As they left, Bridget looked back and gave me a very genuine and lovely smile. I was definitely looking forward to going out with her.

I picked Bridget up the next evening at 6pm and took her to a local Italian restaurant. We both enjoyed dinner and like the previous night, our conversation was easy going and very enjoyable. Afterwards, we decided to go see a movie at the theater inside the local mall.

I drove to the mall and parked the car, but being a little early, we sat inside the car and continued talking. Within a couple of minutes we were kissing, deep, passionate French kissing that went on and on. The start time for the movie came and went and we were still locked in a non-stop kiss, our tongues swirling together. Finally, after more than 30 minutes, we took a break. I asked her if she’d like to go somewhere a little more private and she said yes.

Just outside of town was an old quarry that was very private and had lots of secluded parking areas. I found a totally private spot and parked the car. Immediately, our lips were locked together in another passionate kiss. As we kissed, I slid my hand up and cupped her breast through her shirt. Her response was to increase the passion of our kissing, which told me I was clear to take the next step.

I moved my hand away from her breast and unbuttoned two more buttons of her shirt, then ran my hand back along her bare skin until my fingers slid under her bra. When I did this, she broke our kiss and pulled back. Looking me directly in the eyes, she told me she was a virgin and wanted to remain that way until she was married. I said I understood and would respect her limits, and then asked what remaining a virgin until marriage meant to her. She said it meant not having sexual intercourse. I said that left a lot of room to do a lot of fun things. She said that as long as I promised to respect her wish to not have intercourse, anything and everything else was fine. I then asked if it would be ok to take her top and bra off and she said yes.

I unbuttoned the remaining buttons and slid her shirt off her shoulders, down her arms, then off. Next, I reached around behind her and unfastened the clasp of her bra, then slid the straps off her shoulders, the bra falling to her waist. Bridget’s breasts were spectacular. As I had guessed, they were 34B and incredibly pert, with virtually no hint of any sag. Her areolas were silver-dollar sized and a dark tan, topped by already hard nipples that protruded more than half an inch.

I couldn’t resist and leaned forward and sucked her left nipple into my mouth, causing Bridget to moan. I rolled my tongue around her nipple then opened my mouth, taking as much of her breast as I could, while my left hand explored her other breast, feeling its perfect curve and rolling her nipple between my fingers.

“Can I take off all your clothes,” I asked.

“Mmhm,” she breathed, “as long as you don’t try to have intercourse, we can do whatever simav escort we want.”

I lowered my hand and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans as she kicked off her shoes. I shifted around so I was kneeling in my own seat and leaned over, grabbed hold of both sides of her jeans and pulled them down. As I did, she raised her hips, making it far easier to slide them down and off, her panties sliding off too.

I had left the key turned in the ignition, allowing the instrument panel and radio to remain lit, creating just enough light to see by. My heart almost skipped a beat when I saw that she was totally shaved except for a narrow landing strip. While becoming more common, shaving was still pretty new in the late 80s.

“I hope you don’t mind me having so little hair? Maggie told me all the girls were starting to do it and I should too.”

“Mind? I think it’s incredibly sexy. I love it! It looks so smooth and just begging to be kissed.”

I leaned over and began kissing down from her navel. I could tell Bridget was getting really turned on. I kissed all along her landing strip and she began to spread her legs, giving me further access. My kisses reached the top of her lips and I let me tongue run along her fold, causing Bridget to moan and a shiver erupt across her body. She spread her legs a little wider and I continued to run my tongue up and down her lips, her hips spasming as I did it. Wanting to take things slow, I kissed my way back up to her navel, then sat back.

“Can I undress you now and kiss you the way you did me?”

“Please.”

I kicked off my shoes as Bridget pulled off my shirt then began unbuttoning my pants. She needed some assistance, so I helped her push my pants and underwear down and off, exposing my rock-hard cock.

“Can I touch you?”

“Mmhmm.”

Bridget reached out and ran her fingers along the length of my shaft, sending shivers through me now.

“Does that feel good?”

“It feels amazing.”

“I’ve never touched a guy before. Can I just explore some?”

I nodded. She continued to run her hands all over my shaft and balls, exploring every inch, including squeezing the tip and watching it open and close.

“Tell me what I can do to make you feel really good.”

“Run your tongue up and down over my shaft.”

She leaned over and ran her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip, then back down again. My moan told her what she needed to know and she continued to lick me, lifting my cock up and running her tongue all around it.

“Why don’t you try putting it in your mouth and sucking on it.”

She did. First, it was just the head of my cock, then she began taking more of it and began lightly sucking on it.

“Wow that feels good. Keep sucking on it and run your tongue around as you do. See how much you can take, then begin sucking it in and out.”

I couldn’t believe I was teaching this girl, who had never held a cock, to suck mine, knowing she would do it just as I wanted. As she sucked me, I told her what felt the best and where my most sensitive areas were. Not only was I amazed how good she was at it, I was kind of shocked she could take nearly all of me in her mouth. I could tell that an orgasm was building and didn’t want things to end too soon, so I suggested she should take a break.

Sitting back, she said, “how did I do?”

“You were amazing. That is seriously the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”

Bridget smiled. “It seemed like you were definitely enjoying it and I really liked doing it. I know that intercourse is supposed to be the best, but putting your penis in my mouth feels so incredibly personal. It was turning me on as much as it was you I think.”

“Well, I was getting close to having an orgasm, you were turning me on so much. That’s why I suggested we stop.”

“Don’t you want to have an orgasm?”

“Of course I do, but given that we’re in the car, the only two options were for me to cum in your mouth, which I figured you weren’t prepared for and might not like, or to cum all over my car, which I’d prefer not to have to clean up.”

“I’ve heard that some girls like letting guys cum in their mouth and some girls hate it. Have any girls let you cum in their mouth?”

“I dated one girl who loved oral sex and wanted me to cum in her mouth. She would swallow it too. She said she didn’t mind the taste, and really liked pleasing a guy like that.”

“If you want, I’ll try it. Maybe I’ll like it. And if I don’t, then I’ve learned something. But you’re right, in case I don’t, we probably shouldn’t do it in the car. Do you want to get out and do it outside?”

“Sure. As long as you’re ok with being outside naked, I’m good with it.”

“Another new experience for the night. And besides, I’m kinda liking being naked with you.”

We both pulled on our shoes and got out of the car. The summer air was warm, and a half moon provided enough light to see around us. Being outside totally naked was sincan escort arousing in and of itself, and my cock remained rock hard. I walked around to where Bridget was standing and we embraced and kissed, the feeling of her nude body against mine sending bursts of erotic energy through by body and directly into my cock.

“Do you want me to try again?”

“Sure.”

I leaned back against the hood of the car and Bridget kneeled in front of me, my cock at eye level. Without hesitation, she took my cock in her hand and leaning forward, licked the shaft up and down before sliding it into her mouth and sucking me again. Her mouth felt incredible and the whole scene of being outside and naked while getting a blowjob was seriously turning me on. I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“Oh fuck, that feels good.” Not more than a couple minutes later, I said, “I’m getting close, and it’s probably going to be a lot.”

Bridget increased her pace, clearly wanting me to cum. And it didn’t take long. Several seconds later, I felt the cum rise from my balls in an unstoppable torrent and in a series of strong contractions, cum exploded from my cock in stream after stream.

I could tell that the force of the first stream caught Bridget a little off guard, her heading backing away to the tip of my cock. I could tell she was trying to swallow and was getting most of it, but with each stream, cum ran out the sides and dripped onto the ground. I must have shot 6 or 7 streams before my orgasm finally subsided. Through it all, Bridget held onto my cock with her mouth.

She finally leaned back, releasing my cock and looking up at me, her chin covered with cum. Her tongue ran across her lower lip and I could see her swallowing again.

“It’s salty. I actually kind of like it, although I didn’t quite get it all. How did I do?”

“That was totally amazing,” I said! “I mean, that was the most intense orgasm I think I’ve ever had. You’re incredible.”

“Thanks. I really thought it was going to be hard to wait until I was married to have sex. But if I can do this, I think I’ll be just fine waiting. I can tell I’m going to be one of those girls who is really into oral sex, I think.”

“You ready for me to return the favor?”

Bridget bit her lip as she looked at me. “Oh yah. Please. That would be great. I’m already pretty close though.”

We found an area that had a large, smooth rock and Bridget lay back onto it. I told her to raise her knees some and spread her legs, which she did without the slightest hesitancy. I got onto my knees, leaned forward, and began to gently lick around her outer lips and up and over her pubic area, tracing the little runway of hair. This made her entire body quiver and her hips began to rock. She was definitely close.

A previous girlfriend had taught me how she liked to be pleased orally and I did my best to duplicate her lessons. I moved back to licking her outer lips, then slowly worked my way inward until I was running the tip of my tongue just along the edge of her slit, but avoiding any contact with her clit. I leaned back a couple of inches and blew on her, sending another shiver through her body, then ran my tongue up the length of her slit and lightly over her clit.

Bridget’s entire body shook when my tongue hit her clit. I returned to it and began a rapid series of very light strokes over it. Her body was now writhing and she was whimpering. Suddenly, she put the inside of her elbow against her mouth and screamed, her body bucking wildly. I rode her pussy like a bull rider, wrapping my lips around her clit and sucking it into my mouth. This intensified her bucking and her screams increased, finally reaching an intensity of orgasm that she couldn’t stand anymore and pushed my head away.

I sat back and watched her body continue to writhe, finally slowing and then coming to rest. She lay there, her body not moving and I leaned over her and asked if she was alright. She looked at me and just nodded. After that, it was a couple more minutes before she finally spoke.

“I can’t believe how that felt. Part of me is scared that I loved it all so much and the other part of me is totally excited and can’t wait to do it again. I know we’ve only gone out once, but I really feel like I can trust you to only go as far as I want to.”

“You can.”

“Is actual intercourse as good or better?”

“It depends, but yah, it’s pretty much the best.”

“Ok. I need time to process all of this, but if you want to, I definitely would like to go out with you again. And yes, we can be naked as much as you want. I like looking at your body and I like you looking at mine. And I really like playing with each other. Next time, I’ll know what to expect, and I want to swallow every drop.”

“I can see us going out a lot together.”

With that, we both got dressed and I drove her home.

Over the next two weeks, we went out on five more dates and spent a good portion of that time naked. Bridget sinop escort turned out to be amazing at oral sex and without any perceptible gag reflect was deep throating me like a pro. She also enjoyed the taste of my cum and would swallow every drop, typically bringing me to at least two orgasms a date. I was in heaven.

For my part, I was equally successful at pleasing her, bringing her to multiple orgasms with my mouth and tongue. She didn’t want me to finger her pussy as she was still a virgin, but on the third date, when I ran my finger over her ass and it sent shivers of pleasure through her, we discovered how much she loved having her ass played with and fingered while I licked her. This led to even more intense orgasms.

She also surprised me on our fourth date by removing the landing strip of hair she had. Her totally smooth and bare pussy looked amazing and it made oral sex even better. Given that our sexual activity was purely oral, I also trimmed my pubic hair really short for her, which she loved.

Most of our dates involved some activity like going out to dinner, a movie, the zoo, etc. After that however, we’d either end up back at her place or if it was night, the quarry parking area where we made out on our first date. While we both found it to be a turn on to get naked outside, the comfort and convenience of her bedroom quickly made that our preferred make-out location.

Bridget rented a basement apartment from her best friend Maggie. The house had belonged to Maggie’s aunt who had died a year earlier and left the house to Maggie since she didn’t have kids of her own. The basement was finished, but was only one large open area, except for the bathroom. The large room had a queen bed, small living room, and a little kitchen. It also had its own entrance in the back.

By the end of the second week, we’d established our own little routine. As soon as we got inside, we’d strip down then head over to the bed and enjoy an extended make-out and play session. When we finally finished, we’d head over to the little living room area, still naked, to talk and maybe watch some tv. Eventually, I’d head home as things hadn’t yet progressed to the level of me spending the night, although we did talk about it a little.

“By the way, I told Maggie last night that we had designated my apartment as a ‘no clothes’ zone when you were over. She thought that was cool and was amazed how open I had become lately. She also said that wouldn’t stop her from coming down if she wanted to talk to us. I said that was obviously no issue for me since we had seen each other naked multiple times before, but I’d let you know so at least you’d be aware.”

“I’ve never been shy, so it wouldn’t bother me at all, although given the amount of time we spend playing, she might get more of a view than she bargained for.”

“Knowing Maggie, she’d probably like it and want to watch,” Bridget said.

“Would you let her?”

“What if I said yes, would you be ok with that?”

“Why not? I bet it would be really hot to let her watch us lick and suck each other.”

After a pause and a little fidgeting, Bridget said, “I really don’t understand why, but just talking about it is making me wet. No shit, like dripping wet.”

“Well, I know you want to stay a virgin until you’re married, but you are seriously the most sexual person I’ve ever met. Like I told you, I’ll honor your decision…that’s a promise, but the fact that you are getting totally turned on by the idea of Maggie watching you give me a blowjob, is totally at odds with the kind of person who would want to stay a virgin until they were married and be in a forever monogamous relationship.”

“So, tell me…if I wasn’t a virgin, would you still be interested in me? I mean, my mom pounded it into my head that if I didn’t stay a virgin, guys would see me as a slut and not someone to marry.”

“I’m sure there are a handful of guys that feel that way, but there’s a whole lot more who don’t. Personally, I think you’d want to find a partner who has the same interests and desires that you do. Just based on the short time I’ve known you, I’d say you’d want someone who is very sexually open and is fine with you being that way too. Those kinds of guys aren’t looking for virgins…they’re looking for girls who want to have fun and know how to.”

“Ok, so what about you? What kind of guy are you?”

“I’m the kind of guy that wants a girlfriend who is my best friend…someone who I can share and do totally everything with. I’m not looking for a virgin…I’m looking for a partner. To be honest, I have a lot of sexual interests and desires, and it would be amazing to find a girl who was equally sexually open and wanted to experience it all with me.”

“So are you saying that you’d want a girl who had had multiple sexual partners and was experienced at a lot of things, or would you prefer a girl who was open to doing lots of things once married? Seriously.”

“I’m not really saying either. I’m saying I want a girl who enjoys sex as much as I do and wants to explore all of it together. It really has nothing to do with whether she’s a virgin on our wedding night or not. That’s not a criteria that matters to me…I guess for me, the more important issue is whether we’d want to be in a totally monogamous relationship, or one that’s more open?”

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Noir’s First Play Session

Noir received a text from Raven a few days after the play party. She informed her that one of the ladies she had in mind for Noir’s mentor, Mistress L, had availability. She wanted to meet Noir herself before she committed her time. Mistress L was to call Noir and arrange a meet-up within the next day or two.

“Mistress L is someone who shoots straight from the hip. You’ll never be in doubt of where you stand with her. Be yourself and be honest with her, and you’ll do wonderfully.” Raven assured her.

“I trust that you’ve pointed me in the right direction in regards to a new mentor. Thank you,” Noir wrote back to Raven.

“You’re welcome. Give me a text once you have an idea about what your schedule will look like over the next couple of weeks, and let’s try to make time to get together soon. Ciao!”

“Sounds like a plan,” agreed Noir.

Noir had her meet and greet with Mistress L. She was a direct woman in her 60’s and very much expected the best out of herself and others around her. Otherwise, she simply wouldn’t waste her time. She expected Noir to read several books she’d recommended on S & M, Dominance & submission and Topping. She also wanted Noir to take beginners’ impact play, negotiations, and first aid classes offered in the community, along with one on one time with her. It was going to stretch her capacity when it came to fitting in time with Raven, but Raven already had a plan for that. They were to FaceTime with each other twice a week to discuss the BDSM checklist again. First, with the idea of Noir as a scene bottom for Raven and another time with the idea of being in a co-Topping position.

“Negotiations as verbal and mental foreplay will build up the anticipation even more until we have the opportunity to play in person,” explained Raven. Noir wasn’t so sure she could handle much more anticipation, but she also knew this dynamic wasn’t something she was willing to rush.

After two weeks of being in an almost constant state of arousal, Noir and Raven met for their first play session. Noir was told to wear a dress with no underwear underneath, but to bring a pair of white cotton panties and nipple pasties with her, and to be at Raven and pup’s house Saturday evening at 7pm.

And there she was, knocking at the door at 7pm sharp with a small bag in hand. Pup answered the door with a huge smile, “Welcome, Noir. Please, come in and make yourself at home.”

He led Noir inside to the kitchen where Raven stood at the counter finishing up making a tray of snacks while dressed in a one piece, sleeveless, black leather, zip up catsuit, and high heeled boots. When Raven turned to greet her, Noir about swallowed her tongue. “Wow, Raven… You look drop-dead gorgeous in that outfit!”

They sat around the kitchen island and caught up on what had been going on with each other for a while, before Raven moved the conversation towards final negotiations.

“Did you receive your STI results? We both have ours, even though pup will only be an observer until you are ready to co-Top.” Raven said.

“Yes, everything was negative, but here’s the paperwork I printed off from the clinic’s website.” Noir told her.

“Perfect, I have everything set up downstairs, if you’re ready?”

Noir smiled at Raven. “Yes, I’m more than ready,” she admitted.

“I’ve got a really good idea on your “fuck, YES” list, but even your “fuck, YES” can be too much or over stimulating, at times. If that happens, remember to say “Yellow” to have me check in with you. Don’t try to tough it out or to simply endure something. If you’re not enjoying something as much as you thought you would, use “Yellow” so I can check in and make adjustments where needed. Agreed?” Raven wanted to make sure Noir understood that she was ultimately the one in control of the pacing and direction of the session.

“Yes, agreed.” Noir assured her.

Once they were downstairs, pup moved to start up a techno music playlist in the background and lit a few candles around the play area. He was excited for his Mistress to have the opportunity to play with someone she felt a deep attraction for and was happy to help as he was locked and caged.

There was a couch and chairs in a small sitting area with a television mounted on the wall over a gas fireplace in the first half of the finished basement. On the other side, there was a St Andrew’s cross in one corner, a Queening chair, a large pen on foam tiles in another corner. Along the side wall there was a long table that had different floggers, whips, canes, dragon tails, padded thumpers, paddles, and assorted other instruments that Noir wasn’t familiar with yet, laid out on it. She felt her heart jump and her pussy clench at the sight. She was nervous and excited and so incredibly turned on, all at once.

Raven drew her attention to the other side of the room where there was a standing partition next to the queen sized bed that served as privacy for a siirt escort changing room.

“You can change into the white panties and the pasties here, so you don’t feel so on display. There are hooks on the wall that you can hang your dress on. When you’re ready, come on out and I’ll show you what I plan to use for tonight’s session and you can ask any questions or go over any concerns,” Raven instructed.

“Okay,” Noir answered.

Once Noir had changed, she felt a moment’s hesitation. “Was she really going out there in just a pair of panties and pasties? Really?” She asked herself. She took a deep breath, she knew she wanted to see what this was between her and Raven and she knew she wanted to try bottoming for her. She gathered her courage and stepped out from behind the partition.

Raven stood nearby and turned as she saw her and said, “Simply beautiful.” Holding her hand out to her, she guided Noir over to the table against the wall and showed her a pair of thick elk hide suede floggers that she was going to use as a warm up for her, then the pair of finger floggers she saw used on pup at the play party. She showed her a leather sleeve filled with buckshot and sewn off, a leather riding crop and a single tail snake whip. She explained the feel each would be likely to give and had her handle each of them herself. Noir could tell she was doing her best to put her at ease and was appreciative of the effort. Next, she showed her a set of padded white leather wrist and ankle cuffs that she had gotten for her for the occasion. Noir was so excited she gave the petite woman a huge hug and was ready to try them out for the first time.

Raven helped Noir buckle the restraints on and helped her step up onto the St Andrew’s cross where she attached the restraints to each of the arms of the cross. She asked if Noir wanted a blindfold or not. Noir chose to try it and she slipped a white satin blindfold in place. As Raven stepped back, she gathered Noir’s hair up and placed it in a clip at the top of her head and out of the way.

She stroked along Noir’s back and sides, reminding her that she had the control to slow or stop the session at any time, but that she hoped that she would very much enjoy what she was about to experience. With that she placed a kiss on her shoulder, stepped to the table and picked up the elk suede floggers. She ran the ends of the falls across Noir’s shoulders and back for a moment and then set a steady pace using the Florentine method starting on Noir’s beautiful plump ass to begin warming her up.

Noir felt the first strikes from the flogger and was in heaven. She felt herself relax into the padding on the cross at the heavy thudding sensation against her ass cheeks. She felt the floggers moving up to her shoulders and it was almost like getting a massage as the falls fell against the muscles of her upper back. She felt the falls hitting her ass again, but in a different direction. The way they were hitting against her now was in a way that she could feel the thud through her ass cheeks into her pussy lips and made things vibrate through her in a very arousing way. She heard herself softly moaning, but was already starting to lose herself in the sensation.

As Raven picked up the pace and used heavier strikes, Noir was edging along an orgasm for about fifteen minutes.

“That feels so good. I cannot believe how incredibly arousing it is being restrained, blindfolded and having you flog me.” Noir expressed.

Raven gave a smile and told her, “Wonderful! I’m glad you are enjoying it.”

Noir muttered, “Understatement, but okay.”

Raven switched to the finger floggers. As she started flogging Noir, she noticed the difference in feel, these were still quite thuddy, but they could deliver a sting when Raven so chose. Noir felt that sting every now and then, but nothing too over the top as Raven went from her upper back to her bottom to her upper thighs and back again.

Next, Raven used the thumper on her. While she appreciated the heavy, deep impact of it, she was finding that she liked the floggers much more and did mention it to Raven.

“Let’s see how you take to the crop, shall we?” Raven asked in her sexy voice.

Noir felt a small stinging contact to her left ass cheek, then one to her right upper thigh, then one to her upper back, then there was no more keeping track as Raven delivered blow after stingingly pleasurable blow.

Next, she heard the popping of the snake whip being used and jumped herself when she heard it near and laughed to herself. That is until she felt the first stinging lick of the whip against her back. Her laugh cut off into a moan of pleasure as more and more fell across her back. Then Raven began to concentrate on hitting her ass through the thin cotton on her panties. Noir felt the moisture begin to gather between her legs. She felt herself riding along the edges of an orgasm once more.

Raven came up silifke escort to help her to change her position to where she was facing outwards from the cross and offered Noir a drink, which she happily took before she was restrained against the cross once more.

Raven took up the finger floggers and began first with using Florentine method on her breasts, which Noir found she really very much liked. Then Raven was hitting right against her pussy through her panties with the falls until Noir started to orgasm right there on the cross and she called “Yellow” from the intensity of it.

Raven came up to Noir and slipped the blindfold off before she released her hands and feet from the St Andrew’s cross and helped her step down. Noir removed the hair clip and shook her hair out as they moved over and snuggled on the bed together as pup cleaned up the play area and toys for his Mistress.

“How are you feeling?” Raven asked Noir once they were settled in under the covers with Noir curled up next to her with her head on Raven’s shoulder.

“Like I’m flying still,” Noir tells her with a laugh. “But at the same time, my mind and body both feel quiet and relaxed, which is rare for them both to happen at the same time.”

“Perfect, you just relax here for a while. Was there any one thing that stood out to you that you found you enjoyed the most during our session?”

“Mmmm…when you flogged me with the first pair of floggers on the bottom in a certain way, I could feel the vibration of the strike all the way from the back to the front. I was so close to having an orgasm right then,” Noir admits.

“Ahhh, good information to know,” Raven tells her with a grin.

“I also have to say that I am a huge fan of the single tail.” Noir says

“Yes, I did notice that,” Raven acknowledges. “Was there anything that you really didn’t care for other than the thumper?”

“It isn’t that I didn’t like it, it just wasn’t as interesting to me as the floggers and the whip.” Noir explains to her.

“Also, good to know. Are you ready for some water or a snack to replenish what you’ve worked off over the last hour or so?”

“Actually, water and some fruit or cheese would be wonderful, thank you.”

Raven got up and told her, “You stay snuggled under the covers and I’ll be back in just a few with something for us to share.”

Raven came back with a couple of bottles of water, some grapes and cheese chunks.

That sat next to each other in comfortable silence as they snacked for a few moments still basking in their after play glow.

Once they were both satisfied, Raven set the plates down on the coffee table and climbed back into bed with Noir, sans her clothes.

They snuggled down into the bed, laying in each other’s arms. Raven was lazily stroking her fingers, very lightly, up and down Noir’s arm.

Noir turned to face her, “This works in the same way that impact play does, right? That you’ll check in with me to make sure that everything is good?”

“Of course, I will, but if you’d rather wait, we can. There’s no hurry…”

With that as her permission, Noir was kissing Raven. She didn’t think she could stand waiting any longer to have this lovely woman’s lips on hers. She just needed the reassurance that there was room to still negotiate, if needed.

For a time, Raven allowed Noir to explore her body as she wished. She was sending delicious shivers across her skin as she ran her mouth along Raven’s neck and collarbone, as her hands explored along her sides, tracing along her curves.

It wasn’t long before Raven was pulling Noir’s mouth back to hers for a deep, probing kiss that left Noir breathless.

“Are you comfortable with pup coming back down to sit in the corner to watch? He would not even think to attempt to join us. He is very clear on his role and stays caged.” Raven inquired of Noir.

“I’m fine with him sitting in the corner to watch. It’s actually kind of hot, to be honest, in having an audience of one,” she said.

With that, Raven sent a text to pup that he was welcome, as long as he sat quietly in the corner.

“Now, where were we? Oh, I know, I was going to ask how you felt about wearing your wrist restraints and having your arms immobile.”

“Sure, I’ll give it a try,” was Noir’s enthusiastic reply.

Raven brought over her wrist restraints and buckled them on before attaching them to each upper corner of the bed with the under the bed restraint system.

Raven stood back to admire the beauty of the woman spread out before her. Her arms pulled taunt against the restraints, in only a pair of white cotton panties, damp with her arousal, and the white x’s as pasties over her nipples. She looked like a living work of art with her long, graceful limbs, her dark hair falling around her, her full pouty lips and her dark, bedroom eyes.

“You are so incredibly gorgeous,” Raven tells her before joining silivre escort her back on the bed.

Raven began with trailing kisses, licks and nibbles from Noir’s neck down to her full breasts, she took her time exploring what sensations received pleasurable feedback from Noir.

As she sucked her nipple and used her flattened tongue to also dance along it, Noir’s back arched with a gasp. “Oh my gawd, that feels so good!”

Raven gathered her other breast and squeezed them together tightly as she took both nipples into her mouth and played her tongue and teeth along them, as she brought her thigh between Noir’s legs to create some friction.

Noir wasn’t even aware that she was grinding her pussy against Raven’s thigh. The sensation of having both nipples sucked at once was so impossibly erotic she felt she could almost cum from that alone. “Yes, that! That feels amazing!”

Once Raven let go of her nipples she grabbed a pair of vibrating nipple clamps and asked Noir if she was up for giving them a try.

“Yes, I’ll try those,” she agreed.

Raven got them on and running, “How does that feel?” She asked.

“Mmmm… these are a “Fuck, YES!” for me,” Noir said.

“Perfect,” Raven said as she began stroking Noir’s legs and having her open them wide enough for her to slip in between. She kissed her way down Noir’s flat stomach, nibbling along her hip bones and then blowing her hot breath on her pussy through her panties. Noir’s hips lifted off the bed in response, she ached to feel Raven’s mouth on her.

“Holy fuck!” Noir exclaimed. “You have got me so wound right now I feel like I’m ready to explode.”

Raven grinned at her, “That’s perfectly acceptable if you do.”

Then she was tugging Raven’s panties down her legs and out of her way.

Noir was so hyper aroused as she watched pup watching Raven as Raven pulled Noir’s panties down and tossed them to the side. She felt like she couldn’t quite catch her breath as the gorgeous woman began kissing her way up Noir’s ankle, to inner calf, to her knee then as she lazily nibbled her way along her inner thigh. Noir felt like if she didn’t have direct contact with her clit soon, she’d lose her mind.

Raven felt heady having this stunning woman underneath her as she heard her whimpers. She lifted Noir’s hips, positioning herself right between her legs and breathed her hot breath across Noir’s soaked pussy. She watched in wonder as she saw how responsive Noir was as she became even wetter for her.

She teased Noir with soft licks and kisses along her pussy lips, she wanted to tease more, but the taste and smell of Noir drove her on. She gave her a long, slow lick from her vulva to clit, which had Noir’s hips bucking underneath her.

“Please, please, please!” Noir chanted, which is all the consent Raven needed.

She inserted one finger, then two and began to finger fuck her as she sucked on and swirled her tongue around Noir’s clit.

“Yes! Oh my gawd, please! Yes…fuck me, please!” Noir begged.

Raven inserted a third finger and felt as Noir’s pussy suddenly clamped around her fingers as her first orgasm rolled through her.

“Yessss!” Noir screams as the orgasm spreads outward and she rides the wave of ecstasy. But soon realized that was just the first of what would be several before Raven was finished with her.

Raven doesn’t ease up, but continues to push her higher, then higher still until the next orgasm felt as if it’d been ripped from her soul. Only then did Raven back off, but only long enough for her to grab and put on her thigh strap-on with a dildo. She removed the vibrating nipple clamps as she came back to Noir. Sliding back between her legs, she gave her a deep kiss as she began working the dildo inside Noir.

“Oh fuck! That feels sooooo fucking good!” Noir told Raven.

“Look at how good you are at being a beautiful fuck toy for me,” Raven told her. “You enjoy being fucked, don’t you?”

“Yesss! Fuck, yes..Please don’t stop,” Noir begged her.

“No worries, my pretty slut. You’ll have your fill,” Raven promised.

Raven pumped long and deep strokes into Noir, which had her eyes rolling back into her head. She can see the flush across Noir’s chest as another orgasm started to build up in her.

She reached between them and took her finger and started tapping it against Noir’s clit.

Noir released a long moan that turned into a scream as the next orgasm slammed into her.

Raven watched her as she rode it out with a soft smile on her face.

Once Noir had caught her breath, she smiled at Raven, but directed her question to pup, “Is she always that driven to drive you crazy?”

Pup chuckled in genuine amusement as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair

“Welcome to my world, Noir.”

Raven was exceedingly pleased with the way the evening had turned out. Noir was a beautifully responsive woman and she could see their relationship building into something truly special. She was very much looking forward to exploring more with the stunning and intriguing woman.

For now, she was well satisfied that their first play session was a success.

*

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I truly hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did in writing it.

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Hello everyone. Before you actually start reading this story, understand that it won’t be like my other pieces. The smut will be strong in this series, but it’s going to be an Action/Drama with sexuality weaved into it rather than having it *always* be the main focus. Nonetheless, I write to entertain. Have a fun read!

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“Lactogen stocks experiencing a sharp increase over the last two months… How to tell if *you’re* ready for tiny home living… viral celebrity Anita Maxson on her world tour… Spurtmaxxing, the new internet craze?!?”

I could hear the news in the background, spouting on and on about their random pieces. I was never a fan of cable TV and the fake smiles and plastic, busty weather reporters didn’t encourage me to change my ways either. It’s not like that was really at the forefront of my mind anyways right now. Currently, I was doing my best just to not feel the pain. I’m not feeling a whole lot of anything right now, including some of the good stuff. Like a heartbeat. We’re not there yet though, so I guess I can give some context.

Just earlier in the day, I had gotten laid off from my old job. It was a random temp firm, nothing too special. I wasn’t the best worker, but I was definitely above average at least. I guess they finally got sick of my painful blandness and cut ties.

Wouldn’t be the first to do that. Lost my girlfriend just last week too. I knew she was losing interest, but there just wasn’t anything I felt was worth doing that could keep her around. So I just let it happen and decided to cry about it later.

To celebrate hitting rock bottom, along with my eviction notice, I fucked around and hit up a random club in search of some half cheap booze. Luckily, they had some okay stuff that washed away the pain and feelings in this hole-in-a-wall.

A couple hours in, I was definitely feeling it hit me, then an odd figure started walking up to me. I had taken my glasses off so it was hard to get a good look at her. However, by the time I’d put them on, she was already at the barstool next to me, staring directly into my eyes.

Just at a mere glance, I could tell she was beautiful. She didn’t show much skin with her all-black getup, but it was almost a pearlescent white, allowing her blue veins to shine through her face. While you’d usually think that looks creepy, on her it looked like an intended feature to accentuate her mysterious form.

It was hard to take in everything since I was already kinda hammered, but no amount of inebriation could take away from the primal feeling of attraction I had for her. I must’ve started to drool in my stupor with how long I’d fixated on her skin alone, but I snapped back to reality with some effort.

“Would you like to go somewhere away from here, my sweet ~Darling~?” The end of her tantalizing sentence hit me like a 2 ton pillow, almost putting me to sleep instantly. I physically reacted with exasperation, before recovering from the phantom narcolepsy. Something was definitely off, but I had to keep it together so I wouldn’t look like a super weirdo.

“Ahem, thanks for the offer, but why do you want to go off with some random scraggly dude? What are you gonna do, kidnap me or something?” It was a weird thing to ask someone way out of your league, but I was just kinda happy for the attention.

“Aheh. Ha… ha… ahahahaha! Oh my, I must be losing my touch. Usually when I ask people that question, they don’t ~dwell~ on it much.”

The same wave hit me again, even harder. I could feel my body freezing up, surrendering control to a dominant entity, but it was like another ‘version’ of my body resisted, eventually winning the intense struggle. On the outside, I definitely clocked out and slumped on the counter for a moment, but I was conscious still. It was an exhausting sensation, but I was weirded out more than anything right now.

“Haah, sorry about that. I think I might’ve been roofied or some shit.” We both looked down at my skinny, unappealing form. “I think they chose a shitty target.”

The woman stifled another laugh before opening her mouth, “Well, I would hate to see you taken advantage of. Maybe I can help you call an emergency contact. Parents, friends, an unaware spouse?”

The memories came rushing back to me, causing my face to deaden a bit. “Nah, none of that. Guess I’ll just prepare myself for a lifetime of sex trafficking.” I joked a bit.

“I suppose you can always choose to get kidnapped by the devil you don’t know, or the devil you do.” She put out a hand for me to grab, “The choice is yours, dear.”

Even through my inebriation, I could tell that was a smooth line. With nothing to lose except for a kidney or two, I took her hand and she led me out of the dive bar. From that point, I couldn’t remember much on account of the drinks, but we hopped into a cab and ended up heading to another place.

Once the taxi ride was over, she led me into what seemed like a rundown şerifali escort motel, with the classic yellow wallpaper and popcorn ceiling. The air smelled a tiny bit musty from mildew and trash, but nothing I would retch over.

As I inspected the bed, I could see visible stains on the sheets, but there was no stench on them, so I flopped over and rested my head on the dingy pillow. The door clicked behind me, and the woman lowered herself onto the loveseat beside the bed as I looked at her.

“Ya know… I don’t think I ever got why you’re doing all thish.” I slurred drunkenly.

“To be perfectly honest, I did assume you to be just an average mope before I actually started to talk to you. I have to say though, you’re more ‘interesting’ than you let on, dear. Why, I’ve brought you all the way here without even asking you what your name is! Please do tell me of it kindly.”

“Millithent. Millithent Carver.” I said, muffled and impeded by alcohol and low-quality bedsheets as my face buried into the comforter..

“Well then, it’s nice to meet you Millicent. My name is… let’s say it’s ‘Violet.’ I would say I am a very curious person, and I live quite the odd life. Through that, I have many a story to tell and many skills I have acquired. I may or may not have used some of those ~skills~ upon you tonight, understand?”

I felt that sensation again, but it was different. This force was altogether crushing and imposing. I couldn’t resist whatsoever, but I wasn’t being put to sleep this time. It actually forced me up for a bit, and I lifted my head from the bed involuntarily. By the time it had passed, my heart was thumping in my chest as if I was running from a predator. A predator that liked to toy with its prey.

“You see that? Something like that would be liable to *kill* a normal person, but you took it with relative safety. *That* is why I’m interested in you, Millicent. On its own, this means nothing. But I take heed of any sign that shows itself to me, and you are one of those omens. So tell me, my childe, what *are* you?” Violet leaned out of her chair, staring with her deep black eyes, peering directly into my soul.

I could hear everything she said, but I felt an ear-splitting headache at the same time radiate through my skull. “Ahh, I don’t even know. I’m literally just some fucking loser. Lost my job, my girl, my place. Don’t have any friends or money. I’ve got absolute shit. So the answer is nothing. Absolutely fucking squat.”

Violet sat back in her seat and pondered for a moment. After a few seconds, she spoke up. “I think those who have nothing to lose can be also seen as the ones with everything to gain. It truly comes down to the drive and means to make that happen. Do you know what your drive would be, Millicent?”

The last words shocked me. I’m not sure if anyone had ever asked what I wanted before, especially not someone like her. It took me a moment to respond, but eventually I had something. “I…I think I just want a *chance* to win at this shitty game everybody calls life. It feels like everything was decided for me when I was born. It was decided that I’d grow up poor. That I’d lose my mom AND dad to cancer. That I’d ever be able to give a shit after all those fucked up things. It’s like, can I make my own damn decisions for once?” I nearly shouted out, staring into the ceiling. A tear was forming in my eye when I remembered that I wasn’t the only one in the room.

I looked down to see Violet with her hand on her chin, scratching it lightly. “Well, it’s obvious that you are quite fed up with your current situation, and I must admit there’s nothing I can do for that directly. However, we might be able to ‘change’ that in some periphrastic way. My only question at this point is, are you willing to ~chase~ it?”

That wasn’t a normal question. I knew that this meant something serious. Whatever she was really asking definitely mattered right now, but instead of anxiety, I felt a real flame light up in my stomach, ready to give the most resolute answer of my life yet.

I stared directly at her, just as she had been to me this entire conversation. “Remember that thing you said about losing earlier? Well I’m really feeling like gaining a lot right now.” I buried my fist into the bed, heart thumping with sheer vitality.

In response, I saw her show a grin I wasn’t aware that people were capable of making. Almost cheek to cheek, her mouth opened up to show her pristine teeth in a malicious smile. Even the ends were pointed and dangerous. I would be scared, but I could tell that this was true excitement shared between the both of us, at this pivotal moment.

“That was the right answer. It would be a shame for you to waste the potential that lies before yourself. Now you have passed the first test. However, the next step of this process will be less philosophical, and a bit more ~carnal~. Observe.”

All of a sudden, the feeling of seyhan escort drunkenness was completely flushed out of my system. I sat up immediately, shocked from the change and turned to fully face Violet. She stood up from her chair, and as her large stiletto boots clacked softly against the cheap carpet, she came to stand at the foot of the bed, posed directly in front of me. With a suspiciously long fingernail, she ran it down the entire front of her velvet black dress, as I heard a ripping sound. Then in a quick motion, it blew off of her completely in one forceful motion.

I couldn’t even react before I saw the entirety of Violet’s form. I realize that it hadn’t been a single time that I looked at her full body, but her nude figure stood before me now. The trend of her pearlescent skin continued on for the rest of her, but she also carried two unbelievably large breasts on her chest. Each one almost the diameter of porcelain dinner platters, they stood firmly as if blessed by perfect genetics. Each one was also capped by pale greyish nipples about the height of pinky fingers. I was in awe, but there was more to discover.

She had a nice toned midriff to accentuate her thin waist, which then flared out to respectably wide hips. It was like I was staring at a white marble countertop with her shade and blue veins subtly showing across her body.

A bit further below, she possessed a vagina which showed no blemishes or imperfections at all, making it seem almost unreal. It was completely rounded, her inner lips not peeking through at all. Her legs stood long and slender. A small amount of muscle existed to imprint on her thighs, but sensual moderation embodied her lower half. Thick enough to fit on a woman with looks like her’s, but they merely acted as a background to every other mesmerizing part of her.

I didn’t even try to turn my head as I knew she wanted attention like this, to be worshipped with my eyes. It must’ve been minutes before she spoke up. “As expected for you to be frozen by my unfathomable beauty. I could expose you to something more extreme, but I believe you may not be ready for that side just yet. In that case then, I shall proceed with ~alternative~ methods.”

The mysterious force made my body start to vibrate slightly. I felt my skin turn warm, and my cheeks flush. My penis was already half erect, but the wave made it stand to full mast at its full, mediocre 5 inches. My eyes were wide open and receptive to whatever Violet had up her sleeve.

She bowed down, coming to her knees as her head came level to my phallus. She casually pulled my legs to move it closer to her mouth with strength unbefitting an average-height woman. When my crotch and her mouth were mere inches away, she took my penis into her maw with one quick motion.

The energy I had been feeling all night could be likened to a draft of air, wafting in my face. As soon as our bodies made contact, that air turned to a freezing liquid, crashing upon my body. My hips bucked with instinct and force. Violet reacted with indifference, unphased by my motions. The feeling assaulted every conceivable manner of myself. There was absolutely no defense against the commotion I experienced. The ice cold feeling seeped through my penis, creeping into my veins and flooding my organs. I couldn’t breathe, my eyes felt dry, my lips cracked from a lack of moisture.

Violet continued on, as if nothing were happening. It was like she was extracting my being, consuming every parcel of life within me. With a loud and satisfying pop, she removed her mouth from my groin. Oddly enough, a luminescent, purple energy dribbled from her mouth, only for her to wipe it with a part of her destroyed dress.

She let out a coo, basking in an intense pleasure, seemingly from the liquid she was ingesting. “Ohhh, it’s almost a shame to sacrifice a pleasure like this.” Violet then crawled on the bed, moving past my desiccated body, then hovering over my face. “But I know that only speaks to the possibilities of your peak form. Millicent, The Unleashed, take your first breath into a life of The Undead!” Violet pushed her lips into mine, then an unbearingly hot liquid rushed down my own mouth.

It wasn’t like it was physically burning me, but I could tell it was scalding to some incorporeal version of my form. Involuntarily, I began to writhe and shake as my body and spirit both rejected whatever substance had been fed to me. Violet had gotten off my body and now watched the scene from the corner of the room, waiting in anticipation.

“Even after so long, I remember what you are currently experiencing as though it were my own last, living night. It is a gruesome pain, and I do not envy you. However, you risk it becoming permanent if you do not listen to me.” She looked into my eyes with extreme intent, showing off a bright purple hue in her eyes I did not see before.

“Currently, you are effectively dead. I rended your life force from your body, side escort resulting in your immediate decomposition, as evidenced by your non-beating heart and acute rigor-mortis. However, I bestowed a corrupted version back into your body, and it is currently being rejected. In order for you to not become a cursed husk and retain your soul, I need you…” Violet walked to the other side of the room and pulled out a vial of murky white liquid, “… to drink this, and complete your transition into Kindred.”

My mind could barely afford to think of her words right now. My convulsions led to me falling off the bed with a crash to the floor. That leaves us here, at the real ‘start’. I lay at the border between life and death on some random Thursday night. Nothing matters, and no one cares if I die like this.

At least, that’s what I could be thinking right now. Instead, my body and mind act more in sync with each other than they ever have. Energy pools and mixes between both forms to create ‘something’ out of nothing, all with the express purpose of getting me to move forward. Fuck nihilism, and fuck everything before this. Right now, I can *do* something, and do something I shall. It was extremely hard to think about anything that wasn’t my own physical suffering, but I knew that submitting to the pain wasn’t my key to success.

I had to force myself out of the fetal position, just to lay prone on the grimy carpet. With immense effort, I was able to grab the bedpost in order to prop myself all the way up. Now on one knee, I felt like the heat was scalding the binds connecting my flesh and spirit. That couldn’t be helped right now, the biggest priority was standing up.

My eyes and ears ached with pain, possibly bleeding from the orifices, but all my attention focused on one foot, and I poured every ounce of effort into raising it. With a strain and heave, I could now lean on the bed post, my two feet planted on the ground. Unfortunately, the battle wasn’t over, as I still had to hobble the most excruciating 15 feet of my life to Violet.

Even with all the pain going on right now, I hadn’t once blamed her for it. It would be stupid to divert any attention from pure survival right now. At this exact moment, I was purely focused on moving each foot forward, even without feeling in any of my toes.

It got to the point where I needed to let go of the bedpost, and there wouldn’t be anything to hold me for the shuffle. I gathered what meager force was left in my arm, then shoved off of it, stumbling out into the empty plane. I caught myself from falling, then continued to walk towards her.

Left. Right. Left. My mind had become a machine, hellbent on one specific goal. Even as my vision became blurry, a sixth sense activated that could accurately pinpoint just where that essence was. I could tell time was running thin as various concepts left my mind, like love, or pride, or ~satiety~. My mouth watered with animalistic hunger, human instinct eroding from my psyche.

I was almost there, I could taste a sweet scent that hovered near the bottle. I reached out my hand, as far as it could go, then I was betrayed. Violet uncorked the bottle, then drank it all down her cavernous gullet.

“Oh, I am so sorry~, I just realized that I was feeling a bit parched myself, so it was only natural to sate my hunger. I suppose that leaves you with little option, doesn’t it? Oh well, not everyone is fit to jo-” Violet’s gloating was cut short. In a last ditch attempt, I lunged at her with the absolute last bit of life force I had left and clamped my mouth onto hers. I sucked forcibly as her plump lips mashed against my decrepit mouth. There was nothing else I could do with this, so the concept of failure wasn’t an option. Although she was taller than me, her head craned down to lock our position together as I held the back of her neck in a literal death grip.

As the very edges of my soul were almost consumed by the burning, I felt something wonderful. Beginning to rush down my tongue was unequivocally the most wonderful taste I’d ever witnessed. With an ambrosia like that, I gained strength to suck harder, to take as much as I possibly can. The heat dissipated and my fingers regained feeling. I could stand strong again as my vision unblurred. I was eventually able to notice Violet’s own eyes, casual and half-lidded. It was clear that she wasn’t resisting, enjoying this, even.

I would be confused by her reaction had I not been going through my own intense sensations. My torso felt like it was squeezing together, building itself anew from my deathly form. My chest gained a new, pleasant weight with completely revitalized nerve endings. My hips stretched wide, as if taking its own breath. The entirety of my skin molted away to reveal a smoother and healthier luster. My entire form shed its cocoon to rebirth an improved version of itself.

Violet peeled off of me in a smooth motion, then whispered to me, “Welcome, Kindred, to your new unlife. I apologize for sending you through such harrowing trials, but I needed to make sure my spawn would be fit enough to justify the risk I take.” My body fell limp, as if it received a 4 hour massage. “We do not have much time to talk now, but I will eventually seek you out. For now, I want you to find your true self in the new world I have exposed you to. Good luck.”

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Hey reader!

I believe the title and brief synopsis, spells out the overall intent of this story. I hoped to mimic the adage, “Too much of a good thing” while giving perspective of the main character’s transformation. Is there any real message in here… no. Not really. I just enjoy writing about individual perspectives and how life can direct us in so many ways. That may sound philosophical, but it truly isn’t.

It’s my first story in the fetish category, mainly because I didn’t really see it fitting anywhere else. I more or less defaulted to the wonderment of those with a big cock fetish.

As always, I self-edit the best that I can. I have been known to miss the obvious once and awhile, so I will apologize in advance. Hopefully any errors in spelling or grammar do not detract from the essence of the story line. If you’re still here… thanks. I hope you enjoy some aspects of this story.

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I sat there quietly, running all types of dialogue in my mind, looking for something. Something that would change her mind. Something that would get her to see how true my feelings were for her. I knew I had no one else to blame but myself, yet I kept looking for a way out of this nightmare… a nightmare I had created by my own doing. I thought about begging, but I knew we were well past that stage. Following a long bout of silence, I finally had the strength to look her in the eyes. Those big, beautiful brown eyes. Despite the predicament I was in, I saw no harsh judgement… just a steadfast look of confidence and compassion. It made my heart break even more.

“Roxy…” I had a hard time even saying her name, coming out in the form of a slow whisper. “I really wish I could go back in time and fix all this.”

Her head tilted slightly to the right as a sad smile donned her perfect face. “I appreciate the sentiment Carl… I really do, but I think we both know we’d still end up right here eventually.”

Her honest statement made the lump in my throat even bigger. So big now, I was afraid to even try to swallow, worried I’d choke on my lack of saliva. “You don’t know that.” I finally offered.

She stood up, walked to me and squatted so our heads were at the same level. She put her hand on my arm, resting on the food court table and sighed. “Yeah… I do.” She leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek, then stood up. “I hope you find that perfect someone one day Carl… I really do.”

And with a last pat on my shoulder, she turned and walked away. Her perfect ass taunting me as she made her way from the food court and back to her group of friends. The perfect woman… the woman of my dreams, just walked out of my life and I was crushed. I sat alone for the longest time trying to figure out how I got to this point.

(5 years earlier)

“Hey wiener! You going to the dance tonight?”

“C’mon Chad! You know better. He’s probably playing D&D or watching Star Trek. Right wiener?”

Welcome to my high school life. The name is Carl Whiner, and I’m a geek… a nerd…. aka… loser. I was an easy target for the cooler kids, especially the seniors. My appearance didn’t help my situation. I had little or no help from my father either. He was too busy trying to make ends meet for the two of us. My mom passed away a few years ago and unlike traditional families, she was the real bread winner in our house and the loss of her life also created a huge financial hole for us. We already downsized our house, but my dad’s sales job was full of peaks and valleys… hits and misses, making his days unpredictable and always full of stress.

Besides my tall, thin, gangly frame, was a good dose of acne with thick unruly dark hair that always looked like a rat’s nest. I didn’t know any better and worst of all I had no idea how to look after myself, how to dress or even style my hair. I naturally became quite introverted and poured myself into reading, and fantasy online games, where I could become someone else. I wouldn’t say that people hated me so much as they didn’t pay much attention to me, accept when they needed to lash out to be cool. The faculty in my high school liked me. I was the perfect student after all. Always present with work completed and well versed in the topics being covered. I had straight A’s my entire life and have been on the University fast track since grade 9. Besides my regular work, I was part of a process known as advanced placement, taking several university courses in advance.

During the summer before my senior year, I got a job at burger palace. It was a greasy dinner just on the outskirts of town, popular with truckers and travelers, since they didn’t have to head into town to eat. It wasn’t the most convenient place to work, but I figured I wouldn’t see too many people I knew there, plus the 40-minute commute by bike would be good for me physically, since I never really did anything active.

My bike was an ancient looking 10 speed that was my dad’s sefaköy escort growing up. He loved that bike and made sure it functioned perfectly. I was hoping that this job would not only help me with some spending money of my own, but maybe… just maybe, fund a newer style mountain bike. With no personal skills to speak of, I was relegated to the back, helping out in the kitchen doing prep, organizing the walk-in freezer and doing dishes. I’m sure I was quite the sight in my white bibbed apron, yellow rubber gloves and a hairnet that was struggling to hold my nest from shedding.

It was my third shift, and I was in the back scrubbing pots from the night shift when Kerri walked into the back. Kerri was in the same grade as I and was set to be the head cheerleader this coming year. Based on her outfit, it looked like she would be working at the palace as a waitress. We made the briefest eye contact, as she scurried by. It was a common way people reacted to me, so I was neither upset nor offended. I saw her multiple times as she had to come to the back, to place and pick up her orders. Not once did either of us acknowledge we knew the other.

I finished my shift one Friday evening and as I walked outside, I could see the pouring rain soaking everything insight, including my bike. It wasn’t the first time I rode in the rain, but this was by far the worst of it. Coming to terms with the soaking I was going to get, I walked to my bike and began to undue my lock. It was then a vehicle rolled up beside me and the passenger window of the half ton whirred, lowering enough that I could see Kerri’s face.

“You going to be ok, Carl?”

Shocked that she even knew my name, I just nodded and went back to wrapping my lock around my seat.

“Did you want a lift? I’m sure we can throw your bike in the back, right Jimmy?” Her head turned to the guy driving the truck. Jimmy Hansen… the most popular jock in our school and one of my regular tormentors.

“What? I don’t want wiener getting my seat all wet. The ride would do him some good. Builds character.” He laughed.

I got one last glimpse of her face as he sped off leaving me to my fate. I chuckled to myself. I expected nothing different from Jimmy, so I couldn’t get upset. There was one thing that made me think though… Kerri’s look. Was she feeling bad for me? Was she mad at Jimmy for making me ride in the down pour? I shrugged it off, realizing I was the last person who should be trying to figure out a look. No one ever really looks at me.

I had a few days off, so I didn’t see Kerri. I’m not sure why I even thought that. I know she’s not thinking about me. I was mid shift, up to my elbows in greasy pots when I heard my name being called. I turned off the heavy sprayer and looked up to see Kerri standing at the end of the counter, her uniform all neat and pressed.

“Jesus Carl… I’ve been standing here calling your name for like thirty seconds.” She smiled.

“Oh… sorry. I couldn’t hear you with the water running.” I could feel the water and dirt on my face as I spoke.

“Look, about the other day. I’m sorry Jimmy was such an asshole. Did you get home ok?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Yeah. It’s just water. I’ve ridden in the rain lots of times.”

“Still… he was a jerk and I’m sorry.” I shrugged again and started spraying the inside of the big pot again. “Carl!” She yelled over the loud spray.

I stopped and lifted my head in her direction. She seemed to fiddle with her hands a little and for a moment I thought she looked cute.

“You’re smart right? You know school stuff and all?” I nodded silently. “Look, I have a scholarship option, but I have to bring up my math marks. Do you know anything about calculous?”

I blinked at the soap in my eye. “I know everything about calculous.” I offered stoically.

“What I’m getting at, is I was wondering if you might be able to tutor me next year? I have calculous first semester and I have to bring my mark up by 20 points.”

I raised my eyebrow in reflection of her statement. 20 points in one semester was a huge jump. “I don’t know. I don’t think it would be a good idea.”

“Oh… why not?” I just stared at her until it clicked. “Jimmy? He might be my boyfriend Carl, but he doesn’t own me, and he can’t help me with something like this. He’s a stupid jock.”

“I don’t want any trouble… sorry.” I don’t think my answer upset her, as she nodded with a tight smile. Deep down I liked the idea of tutoring someone, especially a nice person, but I didn’t need any more reasons to be in Jimmy’s crosshairs.

The summer passed quickly, between working and my gaming stuff. I built up a little bit of money, but struggled to spend it, so I kept it in a metal box under my bed. Kerri spoke to me every once and a while. She was actually being nice, but I couldn’t let my guard down. Everyone changes the minute they walk back into the school halls.

I şehzadeler had grown some more over the summer. I didn’t put on any weight, but I grew another two and half inches, leaving my pants even shorter on me now. I entered my senior year standing 6’5 and weighed around 160lbs… I looked like a scarecrow, especially with the short pants. By the end of the first day, I had been called ‘wiener’ a dozen separate times. It would seem nothing had changed.

“Carl? Can I have a word with you after class?” Mr. King, my math teacher saddled up to my desk. I liked Mr. King. He was one of the few teachers I could look in the eye. He was a big black man, with a booming voice. I always thought he should’ve been a pro football player instead of a math teacher. He knew how to keep a classroom under control though, which was another reason why I liked him. No one tried any bullshit in his class. But despite the gruff exterior, he was really intelligent, and was always looking out for me when he got the chance. He had shut down people bullying me in the halls, more than a few times, always patting my shoulder and reminding me that high school antics won’t mean shit in the real world.

I was at my desk when the bell rang and waited for Mr. King. He packed up his briefcase and waved me to his desk. I pulled my lanky form from the small desk and sauntered up to him. “What’s up Mr. King?”

“Carl, there’s a student that I’m trying to help get their grades up and I think your assistance could go a long way in helping them. Your understanding of this stuff is at my level, but you likely have a teaching style more relatable.”

I nodded. He’s complimented me many times over the years I’ve had him. He was the only one who taught advanced math, so he’s taught me a ton. “Who is it?”

“Kerri Hamilton.”

“She already asked me this summer, but I turned her down.” I offered no explanation.

“Why?” Mr. King was facing me directly. “Because of Jimmy?”

I shrugged my stooped shoulders. “Yeah, sounds about right. I can’t afford the extra hassles Mr. K.”

He let out a deep breath and dropped his shoulders. “That boy is going to hold her back, I know it. She could be so much more if she wasn’t saddled with dumb, dumb.” I smiled at his description of Billy. “Look… what if I could arrange that he wouldn’t interfere? Maybe I can get coach Ken on board and use his sports as a way to keep him under control?”

“Somehow, it’ll still come back on me Mr. K. It always does.”

He put his big hand on my droopy shoulder. “Let me work on this, ok? Can you keep an open mind for me?”

I could never say no to Mr. King. He was one of the good guys. “Sure Mr. K.” He gave my shoulder another pat and we headed out of the classroom.

A couple of days later I was ambushed by Kerri as I left the cafeteria. I say ambushed because she literally grabbed my arm and pulled me into a vacant classroom without so much as a word or a warning. Once inside, she shut the door and put her book bag down on one of the desks.

“I’m sorry I grabbed you like that Carl, but I figured you wouldn’t want to talk to me so I kind of hijacked you.” She bit her lower lip and smiled.

*Suddenly I was overly aware of my cock… it was getting thicker, like when I would get an erection… what the hell!*

“I heard Mr. King talked to you and I was wondering if you’d changed your mind?”

I squirmed a little as my cock made me feel uncomfortable. She must’ve thought I was reacting to her question because she started talking right away.

“I know you’re worried about Billy. But I’ve spoken with him… Mr. King and coach Ken spoke with him… even my dad talked to him. I know he’s bull headed but he finally had to admit that you tutoring me, would be my best chance at getting my scholarship, so… he won’t give you any hassles. I promise!”

It took me a few seconds to realize that she had stopped talking. My cock had taken my total attention. I’ve had hardons before, so it’s not like this was unfamiliar, but I never got hard while talking to a girl and the more I tried ignoring it, the more I focused on Kerri… and the harder it got. Thankfully my pants just kind of hang on me, but I could feel it pushing my pants pocket out.

“Carl? What do you say?”

Her voice brought me back temporarily and she was now standing no more than a foot away from me. I was beginning to panic and nodded my head to end my embarrassment.

“OH GOODIE!” She jumped and clapped in enthusiasm, then out of nowhere, she embraced me. Like full on hugged me… like tight. I felt her warm body on my cock and I’m sure she felt me. She hugged me a little longer until she pulled back and I watched her eyes dart down to my crotch. Her eyebrows lifted as she cleared her throat. “That’s… that’s awesome Carl. Uhm… how’s tonight? Can you come to my house around 7?” She started walking away to grab ger book bag.

“Uhm, ya sure.” I watched her leave selçuklu escort and as soon as the door was shut, I looked down at the giant tent in my pants. I wanted to die.

I’m not really a sexual person. I’ve never kissed a girl that wasn’t a relative, nor have I ever watched porn. I’ve masturbated a few times, more out of curiosity than need… hence why all this was a bit much for me. My body never reacts to stuff like that! I was so embarrassed, I waited a good 15 minutes before I left the classroom, hoping I wouldn’t have any more issues.

I slipped off my bike and locked it up outside Kerri’s house. I was right on time and when I was about to knock on the door, it flung open from the inside. Kerri was standing there in a white spaghetti strap tank top, blue yoga pants that went mid-calf, and bare feet. Her hair in a high pony with a smile that would light up the darkest caves.

“Hey Carl! Thanks for coming!” She ushered me in and shut the door. “C’mon, we’ll go downstairs in the rec room. All my stuff is spread out on the table down there.”

I silently followed her through a hallway, the kitchen, to a set of stairs leading down. “Where’s your parents?” I asked since I saw no one else.

“Dad’s out of town… again. Mom’s teaching yoga tonight and my older brother is away a college.” She bounced down the stairs, leading me to a small dining table covered in books. “Here’s my war room.” She stopped and put her hands on her hips.

I walked past her and sat in one of the chairs. I pulled her work in front of me and wasted no time getting to work. Many of her errors jumped out at me right away and I could see a pattern developing. I had her walk through her problem-solving process and with each formula, I corrected her along the way, explaining what she was doing wrong. Her grasp of the material grew exponentially, as did her excitement.

“Oh my god…Carl! All this time I thought I wasn’t smart enough… but I am. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

I nodded with a smile. The clock on her wall said it was 9:30pm. Where did the time go? “Well, I should get going Kerri.” I stood up and she stood with me putting her hand on my arm.

“Carl? Thank you so much. You have no idea what you did for me today. I feel like it just makes sense now!”

I looked at her hand on my arm and back to her smiling face. *Fuck… my cock… again?* Without any warning she, once again, wrapped me in a tight hug and my cock was doing a repeat performance of earlier today. She stole another glance at my crotch when she released me.

“You know…” She reached for my rat’s nest and pushed some of it around. “You’re a handsome guy Carl. A nice haircut would go a long way.” She smiled as her fingers weaved in my hair. “And some pants that fit…” Her voice stopped as she saw the massive tent I was pitching. Her hand went over her mouth. “Holy shit… Carl? Is that for real?”

I blushed heavily in embarrassment. “Uh, I’m… sorry. I mean…” I stuttered . “Just nobody has hugged me before.” Her face lit up with a sexy, evil smile.

“Maybe I know how to thank you for helping me.” She looked down at my big tent.

“No… no. That wouldn’t be right. I just wanted to help you.” I watched her hand reach out explore the top of my tent.

“Maybe I just want to help you too, Carl.” Her hand got bolder. “Can I help you out Carl?” She looked into my eyes.

She must’ve taken my nonresponse as a green light because she sank to her knees and began undoing my belt and drawing my zipper down. She had to pull them out wide before they would slide down my long skinny legs. My boxers were next and when she slipped them down, my now full erection slapped upwards and bumped her chin. She gasped at the contact, and I thought I hurt her.

“OH…MY…GOD! CARL! Your cock is fucking huge!!” She looked closely like she was trying to make sure it was real. “How big are you?” She muttered. When I didn’t reply she asked me again. “Carl? How big are you?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“Seriously? I thought all guys measured themselves? Although most lie… but you sure as hell wouldn’t have to.” One hand tried to encircle the shaft but it was too small to make the girth, so she added her second hand.

The foreign touch felt amazing. Her hands were gently gripping me and moving very carefully along the length. She cupped my balls and moved them like she was weighing them.

“Your balls are huge too! You cum lots?” She looked up at me and I shrugged my shoulders as best as I could, given the circumstances. “Jesus… Billy’s a big guy but his looks like a toddlers compared to yours.” She spit on the tip of my cock and used her hands to rub it around, increasing my sensations.

Her attention was focused squarely on my cock as she slowly worked more saliva up and down my shaft. I watched her work her magic and when I saw the look of excitement on her face, I lost my control.

“Oh… oh shit!” I moaned.

She looked up to see what the issue was, when the first rope of cum blasted her face. She squeaked in surprise, but her hands never stopped, nor did she move as I pumped jet after jet of cum onto her face and hair. By the 7th burst I was falling short and hitting her shirt, but she kept stroking me. Just as I finally felt empty, her face twisted up and she growled though taunt lips.

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College

Noah sat nervously in a circle of peers, hands clenched as a bottle spun in the middle of the dorm room. The bottle slowly stopped, landing on a girl named Mel. Noah let out a deep breath. If that bottle had moved a few more inches, it would have been Rachel.

“Fuck…” Jack said, looking at Rachel with hungry eyes.

“Don’t look so sad Jack, you still get make out with me,” Mel said, leaning forward into the center of the circle.

“Yeah yeah…” Jack stared at her a moment before glancing back over at Rachel. Then he leaned toward Mel, beer in hand, and promptly stuck his tongue down her throat. His eyes never left Rachel as his hand wrapped around Mel’s neck. Mel hungrily kissed Jack back, nearly headbutting him in the process.

But why wouldn’t she? After all, this was Jack. He was one of the hottest, wealthiest students at Godfrey. His only rivals also happened to be his best friends.

Ethan, Luke, and Mike.

All of whom now sat in the spin-the-bottle circle with Noah and Rachel. Noah often remarked that when the four were together, they looked like a boy band. Rachel found it just as funny as he did.

Jack was the traditionally handsome rich whiteboy, and he was a master at flaunting his wealth in humble ways. He was chiseled, lean, and dark-featured. Of all his friends, Jack was certainly the brightest. Even now, as he aggressively made out with Mel, Noah could tell the wheels were turning in his mind. It was a stark contrast to Mike, who sat next to Jack with a goofy grin slung across his face.

“Fuck Jack, how long are you going to take?” Mike’s words were slurred, Noah was honestly surprised he was even coherent after the amount of shots he’d pounded back.

If Jack was the suave intelligent group leader, Mike was the simple-minded sidekick. Though Mike made up for it with his bulking muscles, faded haircut, and revealing clothing. Without a doubt, Mike was the most physically attractive of the four.

Jack pulled away from Mel, who leaned back in a stupor and giggled with her friend. “Am I detecting jealousy?” He asked.

Mike snorted. “The fuck would I be jealous for? Mel!” Mike leaned over to the overly-tanned brunette. Mel, who was equally tipsy, squinted at him.

“What?!”

“Fuckin… make out with me,” Mike said. Strangely, his complete lack of candor worked well for him. Without hesitation, Mel shrugged and immediately locked lips with Mike. It took only a few seconds before his hands trailed up Mel’s shirt and began fondling her C-Cup breasts. It seemed Mike made it a point to act purely on instinct, and strangely, Noah admired him for it.

“You’re fucking disgusting Mike,” Ethan, the group’s all-star college athlete, said. Mike pulled himself away from Mel, a string of saliva trailing off their lips and falling into the circle’s center.

“What?! Jack was just doin’ it!” Mike shouted.

“At least have some tact. Fuck man, Rachel are you seeing this guy?!” Ethan asked. He leaned closer to her as his eyes drifted up and down her body.

Noah had seen it before. Any chance Ethan had to speak to Rachel, he would. Noah had found them alone on more than one occasion. While Noah could see it, Rachel seemed oblivious to what Ethan was trying to do. Even now, she simply let out a warm laugh while enjoying the moment.

“Oh I’m seeing, Mike… you are very very gross,” Rachel said. Ethan leaned over and nudged her shoulder.

“We seriously can’t take this guy anywhere,” Ethan wrapped his arm around her, squeezing her tightly. He held her for a moment too long before letting Rachel go.

“Oh, he’s not that bad,” Rachel countered.

“He is, in fact, that bad,” Jack said.

Luke, the quietest of the four let out a soft laugh. “You’re one to talk Jack.”

Ethan looked at him with surprise. “The hell you talking about man?”

Luke smirked. “I can’t take you three anywhere.”

“Shut the fuck up, you barely come out as it is,” Jack said.

“Now you see sarıyer escort why,” Luke replied blandly. He looked at Noah and gave him a knowing smile.

Noah always wondered how Luke had found his way into Jack’s crew. Sure, he was handsome, in fact often it seemed like Luke got the most attention when the four were in a room. But his moody demeanor, tattooed arms, and painted nails made him an odd fit.

“Luke, I think you need to get your friends in line. They are getting rowdy,” Rachel said as she swooped underneath Ethan’s attempt at another side hug and scooted closer to Noah.

“You’re asking the impossible,” Luke replied, taking a swig of his beer before leaning his head against the wall.

“Very funny Luke. So are you getting in on this next round or what?” Ethan asked. Luke shook his head.

“After seeing you and Mike kiss twice, I think I’m good. I’m surprised you have the willpower to keep going” Luke said.

“Don’t listen to that guy, we have to keep playing,” Jack insisted. “One more round, at least one more.”

“Agreed. Mel, Kate, you two doin’ this or….” Mike said. The pair of rosey-cheeked girls looked at each other before collectively giggling.

“Sure…” Mel said.

While it was masked in an innocent game, Noah could see what was happening. The group had already spun the bottle six times, but the bottle hadn’t landed on Rachel. It was clear the game wasn’t going to stop until it did.

As Noah fixated on the green bottle in the center of the room, He felt Rachel squeeze his arm tightly.

“This is so exciting! I’m so happy I’m getting a chance to do this,” Rachel whispered into Noah’s ear. Noah could smell the alcohol on her breath, but her smile was innocent and genuine. She was having the time of her life.

“I’m so glad babe,” Noah replied.

“Are you having a good time?” She asked. Noah smiled gently. It took everything inside him not to bolt out of that room with Rachel in hand.

“I am having a good time,” Noah said softly. Rachel smiled and bit her lip.

“Good! I’m so we’re stepping out of our comfort zone!’ Rachel said.

“You two should be proud,” Jack said. Noah and Rachel looked over and saw his hand resting on the bottle. “You two ready to play?”

Rachel looked up at Noah. As always, her eyes and her love gave him peace.

“Yeah,” He said. “We’re ready.”

“Ok, round seven. My turn at the wheel!” Jack said.

“Fuck that! You just went loverboy,” Ethan shot back, nudging the bottle out of his hands while looking at Rachel. “Everyone’s still clear on the rules, right? Whatever the bottle spinner says goes, if I say kiss we kiss…” He paused a moment and looked at Rachel, “And if I say you have to take your shirt off…”

“No, come on,” Noah spoke before he thought, which made the group hollar in laughter.

“Someone’s making Noah jealous! Afraid it’ll land on Rachel and we’ll get an eyeful of those tits huh?” Jack said. The group continued to laugh, save for Noah and Luke. Noah glanced at Rachel, surprised to find her blushing and laughing quietly with them.

“You can’t fucking force people to do shit like that, it’s fucked up…” Luke said plainly, giving Noah a nod.

“I never fucking said she’d be forced to do anything! If it lands on her, she can either do what I say or she can take a shot.” Ethan replied. Luke gave him a smirk as he bit one of his nails.

“What if she wants to do neither?” Luke countered. Mike let out a groan.

“Bro shut the FUCK up dude, fucking philosophizing or some… some shit…” Mike grabbed a handle of vodka, but Jack promptly stayed his hand.

“Let’s slow it down, Mike.”

Ethan rolled his eyes. “Bro, chill. Obviously, it’s just a game. No one’s going to do anything they don’t want to do, right Rachel?”

Rachel adjusted into a cross-legged position as she bounced excitedly.

“Of course! And I know you guys şarkışla escort would never bully me into anything, right?” She said. All three immediately erupted in a chorus together.

“No, never!”

“Bro what?! NO!”

“W-what the fuck is happening?”

“All the same,” Luke interjected, “Don’t forget there are four guys in this circle. Better not ask for anything too crazy, or you might end up butt fucking your bro.” Luke’s words were cool and collected, the joke landed perfectly. Everyone, including Noah, began to laugh.

Luke was right, the odds weren’t in their favor. Seven sat in the circle. Four guys and three girls. Noah’s objective was simple, get Rachel out of the game before the bottle landed on her. It would be easier said than done, but if he could just…

“So…. are you in?” Ethan asked Rachel.

“I’ll do it!” Rachel shot out, causing all eyes to turn on her.

“Do… what?” Ethan asked. Rachel smirked, dimples appearing on her rosy cheeks as she raised a wobbling finger.

“If it lands on me, I’ll fucking take my shirt off. But you gotta promise that no matter who it lands on, you’re taking your pants off.” Rachel’s words were slurred, Noah placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, Rachel, maybe we should…” Noah was cut short by the sound of a bottle spinning.

“It’s a fucking deal!” Ethan said. The circle went silent. Music bled through the bedroom door from the living room. It pulsed through Noah’s body as he watched the bottle begin to slow.

It couldn’t land on her, the odds weren’t in their favor… it couldn’t.

The bottle slowed, then stopped right in front of Rachel. Jack, Ethan, and Mike looked at Rachel with pleading disbelief.

“Jesus fuck bro…” Mike said, and while it might not have been the most graceful way of expressing the shock of the group, he was right.

Jesus fuck.

“Rachel?” Noah said weakly. She looked at him, then back at the group. Her bright smile never left her blushing face. Noah couldn’t help but smile back. She was simply having fun. Drunk, innocent fun, and seeing her happy like this made him happy too. He had to let her live, they both had to live.

“So like, are you gonna do it?” Ethan asked. Rachel shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t know, you gonna pull your pants down?” She replied, Mel and Kate snickered as they glanced at Ethan. He smirked and stood up slowly.

“Shit, if you wanted to see my dick, you could just say so.” Ethan slid off his grey joggers and let them drop to the floor. Noah’s went wide, Ethan wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick was on full display. Even flaccid, Ethan’s cock was larger than anything Noah had ever seen. He immediately turned his eyes, blushing as he heard the other guys begin to laugh.

“Jesus… a little more warning next time,” Luke said blandly.

“Ethan you’re such… a fucking dumbass…” Mike shouted between laughs. Noah felt his heart racing, he looked over to Rachel out of instinct, his heart freezing in place when he saw her staring straight at Ethan’s cock.

Her mouth hung open as her eyes went wide. She shook her head in disbelief before covering her mouth. Then, she looked at Noah with the widest smile he’d ever seen.

“I can’t believe he fucking did it!” She shouted. Rachel turned back to Ethan and bit her lip. Noah heard Ethan laugh.

“You fucking like that, huh?” He asked.

“Holy shit, Ethan! Are you fucking getting hard?!” Mel shouted, screaming before erupting into high-pitched laughter with Kate.

“Come on man, we don’t want to be part of your fucking performance kink,” Luke said.

“She fucking wanted me to take my pants down!” Ethan replied.

“Congratulations, now put your pants back on,” Luke said.

“No, not until she holds up her end of the fucking bargain.” Ethan pointed at Rachel, who still stared at his growing cock with wide eyes.

“It gets bigger than that?!” She şarköy escort said, laughing as she looked at Jack with disbelief.

“Oh, it gets bigger.” Ethan placed his hands on his hips and thrust forward proudly. The group recoiled in response.

“We don’t need to see HOW big my dude!” Jack said through tears of laughter.

Rachel was shocked, Noah could see it on her face. Nothing in Herferd could have prepared her for guys like these. They were attractive, rich, confident, and most importantly, experienced.

“We’re waiting,” Mike said, “Don’t be a pussy, Rachel.”

“Oh my god, rude!” Rachel shot back. Luke nodded in agreement.

“Fuckin… sorry… uh… don’t bitch out?” Mike said. Luke shook his had.

“Mike, just stop while you’re ahead.”

Noah didn’t dare look in Ethan’s direction, it was embarrassing enough knowing that Rachel was still staring at the largest cock she had probably ever seen, but having to sit next to her while it was happening was the pinnacle of shame.

A familiar feeling of powerlessness found him. Within it, a certain level of peace. Whether Noah liked it or not, he didn’t hate what was happening. He wanted to run from it, he wanted it to be over, and yet it was right where he wanted to be.

“Fine, a deal’s a deal, right?” Rachel slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and slowly pulled it down, revealing her perfectly shaped breasts in a black laced bra. The three looked at each other, then back at Rachel. Triumph spilled over their faces.

“Damn Rachel, you’ve got the best fucking rack I’ve seen,” Mike muttered. Noah grimaced at the comment, glancing at the three to see how much they were ogling his girlfriend.

They were getting a piece of her at that moment. It was just like Allison. Noah felt himself getting hard, heat and anguish flashed through his body as his dick throbbed.

“You need to go topless though!” Ethan said. His massive cock throbbing in excitement. Rachel laughed as she bashfully covered her chest with her arms.

“That wasn’t the deal! You just said I had to take my shirt off.”

“What the fuck? Are you serious? My dick is fucking out!” Ethan pointed at his cock, which made Rachel laugh even more.

“No one said you needed to show your dick Ethan! That’s on you. Who doesn’t wear underwear?!” Rachel looked over at the other girls, who happily laughed with her. It was clear they were all thoroughly entertained. In fact, everyone in the room seemed entertained, even Luke.

Noah wasn’t sure how to feel, the warmth and excitement of the group was fun. But the overwhelming tightness in his chest drug him down, the slowly growing bulge in his pants made him shake his head with shame.

Jack placed his hand on the bottle and looked at Rachel.

“Whoever the bottle lands on next has to go topless. Completely topless,” He said. Rachel leaned forward, her cleavage popping out of her bra. Noah felt his heart racing, things had already gone way farther than he was comfortable with. He reached out and placed a hand on Rachel’s shoulder.

“Rachel, maybe we should…”

“Fine, but regardless of who it lands on, you will have to go full nude!” Rachel shot back. Jesus, she was still treating it like a game. How could she not see what was happening? Noah looked helplessly around the room.

“That’s not good enough, these fuck faces love getting naked,” Luke said, catching Noah’s eye as he spoke. “Not only will you have to go full nude, you’ll need to compare dick sizes with Ethan.” Rachel let out a gleeful laugh.

“Yes! AND compare dick sizes with Ethan.” Rachel looked at Jack, who in turn looked at Ethan with a raised eyebrow.

“Come on man…” Ethan spoke under his breath, giving Jack a pleading look.

“I don’t know man it’s… it’s kinda.”

“Come ON bro…” Ethan begged.

It was clear their intentions were all the same. This entire spin-the-bottle game, their entire plot, was to see as much of Rachel as they could get. Noah had hoped that Logan’s extra dare would stave off Jack. But it was a meager hope.

“Fuck, fine! We’ll compare dick sizes…” Jack said, putting his hand back on the bottle and looking up at Rachel. “Are you ready?”

“So ready,” Rachel replied

The bottle spun. Twirling in the center of the room as Noah watched helplessly.

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Anal

Fiona sighed with relief as she dried off from her shower. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever get used to cleaning through the cage with that new tool. Every shower had turned into a dreaded tease. She wrapped her hair with her towel before sneaking out of the bathroom and hurrying to her room completely naked.

“Ah-ah-ah!” Amanda yelled from the kitchen, freezing Fiona in place. “Where do you think you’re going?” Amanda hadn’t bothered with a shower. Her dress had been lightweight as well, and was already completely dry.

“To get dressed…?” Fiona responded hesitantly, like a child trying to avoid a scolding.

“With what? I haven’t set any clothes out for you. You know the rules. You don’t put anything on that I haven’t given you.” She knew Amanda liked to pick out her clothes, but she hadn’t realized it had become a rule. Fiona’s cage twitched at the thought of being dressed up like a doll. Or even worse, being kept from getting dressed at all.

“Ughh, okay okay! Can you pick out some clothes for me?”

“Nope, Kaylee and Mia are gonna be here any minute. So get your naked butt over here and help me clean up. Oh, and put these in my room for me please.” Amanda lifted her dress to pull off her black panties, kicking them to the floor before continuing cleaning the sink. Fiona began to leak.

“That’s sorta exactly my point though!” Fiona hurried across the house on her toes, her breasts bouncing with every frantic step. She grabbed Amanda’s panties off the floor, brought them to her clothes hamper and quickly returned. “I’d very much like to be dressed when they show up! Also who forgets about a get-together? I didn’t even know they were coming today!” She folded the couch blankets, helped put the cleaned dishes away; scurrying across the house as she helped with various tasks.

“I was too focused on our date, it’s not my fault! Be less charming next time and I’ll remember.”

“At least you remembered with some notice. It would have been a little awkward if they showed up while we were still soaking wet on the floor. Although somewhat more awkward if they showed up while I was still naked.” Amanda giggled at Fiona’s thinly veiled nerves, which only made Fiona’s arousal grow.

“Better hurry then, you aren’t getting dressed until-“

Knock Knock Knock. Fiona’s face exploded in panic, frantically pulling the towel off her hair to cover her body.

“Cominggg!” Amanda shouted through the door.

“Amanda!” Fiona loudly whispered. She scurried back and forth across the apartment, unsure of which room she should hide in. Amanda giggled, pumping her eyebrows teasingly as she walked to the door. Finally, she motioned her head towards her own room, and Fiona hastily dashed inside.

Fiona slammed the door just as she heard Amanda let Kaylee and Mia in, happily greeting them. Fiona let out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the door. She looked around Amanda’s room, her eyes finally finding her clothes bunched up on Amanda’s dresser.

Fiona groaned as she noticed her vibrating cock ring was placed on top of the pile. Dreadfully, she slipped it on. The rest of her clothes quickly followed suit. She wasn’t allowed panties or a bra. Only a fairly short red skirt ending a few inches below her butt, a white T-shirt, and a black lightweight cardigan. She looked presentable, but the lack of undergarments made the length and thinness of her clothes feel see-through. She grabbed Amanda’s brush, quickly straightening her still slightly damp hair. She took a deep breath, pulled her cardigan closed defensively, wiped her cage clean of a fresh drip of precum, and left Amanda’s room.

“Look who finally joined the party!” Kaylee shouted from the couch. Fiona gave her a nervous smile as she brushed some hair behind her ear.

“Sorry sorry! I had to take a shower, and Amanda didn’t tell me until the last possible moment that we were even having company.” Fiona jokingly glared at Amanda.

“No worries. We were actually really surprised to find out you are Amanda’s roommate! I guess that’s why you two seem so joined at the hip! We couldn’t figure out how Amanda was able to get you to open up.”

“Believe me, it’s been a challenge,” Amanda nudged Fiona’s side as she took her seat beside her. “But worthwhile.” Fiona blushed. “What about you guys? You seemed to have grown super close. How’d you start dating?”

“Swimming” Both Kayle and Mia said in unison, before laughing. Kaylee continued alone. “I think it was actually a result of locker room time. At least for me. She was sooo hot, which was an incredible motivator to try and reach out and get to know her.”

“Yeah kinda same! She sorta stood out right from the start. What about you guys? You got your eyes on anyone?” Mia leaned in intently.

“Oh hell yeah,” Amanda responded instantly. “Hardest crush of my life.”

“Who who who!?” Their two guests hammered Amanda, but she brushed them off.

“No way! The secret aspect is half the sandıklı escort fun! Hopefully you’ll know soon enough though.”

“Booo,” Kayle thumbs downed as she expressed her disapproval. “What about you Fiona?”

“Ye-no-uh… I don’t know.” Fiona was too flustered to think, her brain was repeating what Amanda had said on repeat. Hardest crush of her life? She could feel her cheeks burning.

“Oh my gosh I’ve never seen someone go so red so fast!” Mia giggled, “This is a safe place, you can tell us!”

“No it’s not, Amanda’s here!” Fiona joked. Kaylee and Mia’s jaws dropped as they glanced at each other before quickly resuming their normal faces. “Because she makes fun of me!” Fiona hurriedly corrected, realizing what she had implied. But her panic to explain only confirmed them further.

“Right, yeah she is pretty mean.” Kaylee teased, letting the topic die. Fiona was thankful she did, but she knew they were not convinced. Even Amanda had a hint of pink to her cheeks.

They continued socializing, talking about their classes, passions, weird professors they’ve had, funny interactions with their friends. Fiona struggled to keep up with the conversation. Both Amanda and their guests seemed to be eased by social situations. Effortlessly floating from topic to topic. Fiona was enjoying their visit, but it was clear how much her social skills struggled in comparison.

Of course Amanda’s teasing did nothing to add to her comfort. Periodically through their visit, Amanda would act like she felt her phone vibrate. She’d quickly look down, as if to check a text, but instead turn on Fiona’s vibrator. It took everything she had to stay quiet and still. She’d clench her knees together, folding her hands on top of her cage as she sat. From the outside, she looked like a proper, well mannered girl. But on the inside, her body screamed for attention. Knowing Amanda was pantiless as well was pure torture. All she wanted to do was flip up Amanda’s dress and suck her off right there on the couch.

They talked for about an hour. The conversation had bounced all over the place, and somehow Kaylee was on some rant with Mia about if a four-leaf clover was just a mutated three-leaf clover or a different plant altogether. While they were debating, Amanda leaned over as nonchalant as she could, softly whispering to Fiona.

“Go to the bathroom and send me a picture of your cage.” Fiona tried to suppress the surprise from her face.

“Ri-right now?” Fiona whispered back.

“Right now. No clothes, no ring, no face. Nothing to indicate who is in the picture.” Amanda chimed in on Kaylee and Mia’s debate, gracefully slipping back into the conversation as if she had never left it. Fiona sat stunned for a moment. Finally, she took a deep breath and stood up. The other girls slowed their conversation as they looked at her. She mouthed ‘bathroom’ with a smile, and they continued their conversation.

Fiona slipped into the bathroom, taking a few breaths to try and calm her pounding heart. She took off her cardigan and shirt, and let her skirt slip to the floor. She took her cock ring vibrator off and placed it on the counter. She looked at herself in the mirror, completely naked while her friends were still audible outside the door. She wasn’t sure how she should take the picture. She had never taken a nude selfie before, and her heartbeat was throbbing in her ears. She sat on the edge of the toilet lid, holding her phone above her cage. The soft click of her phone sounded like an explosion to her, frantically lowering her phone volume.

She stared at the picture. She looked so small. The close up of the image made her balls seem so big, which only dwarfed her cage in comparison. There was a soft sheen on the metal from her precum, which ran down her balls as well. She nibbled on her fingernail, unsure if this was what Amanda was looking for. She didn’t really need to be naked for this, she could have just pulled her skirt up. Maybe she wanted something full body? Afterall, a close up on her cage wouldn’t have her face in it to begin with, so she wouldn’t have needed to specify.

She stood up, turning to face the bathroom mirror. She held her phone up, but she didn’t like how obvious it was that it was her bathroom. The framed picture of a rubber ducky in the background, their soaps and cleaners in the foreground, she somehow felt like the entire world would know it was her in that image.

Instead, she leaned her phone against one of their cleansers, angling it so the camera faced their shower. Nothing was in the frame except the pure white of the waterproof wall. She started a video before climbing into the shower, turning around to face the camera. She wasn’t sure what pose she should do, so she just held her wrist behind her back. After a few seconds, she grabbed her phone and stopped the recording. She scrolled through to the picture she wanted, screenshotted saray escort it, and zoomed in just enough to crop her face out of the image, immediately deleting the originals.

It was surreal. Looking at an image of herself, naked on her phone. She studied it, looking at her cage, her slender waist, and smooth thighs. Her boobs looked heavy, yet still perky. Her cage throbbed, and a drop of precum dripped into the tub. She was so horny, even looking at a picture of herself made her leak.

An especially loud laugh snapped Fiona out of her trance. She felt like she had been gone an hour. She selected the two images, carefully clicking through her contacts to find Amanda. Every click felt like her heart would explode, the fear of somehow sending them to the wrong person was crippling. After a few seconds of staring at Amanda’s name, triple checking and checking again, she sent the two pictures.

She quickly got redressed, vibrating ring included. She flushed the toilet and washed her hands. She splashed some cold water on her face, trying to lessen the burning in her cheeks, before heading back to the group.

Fiona had an even harder time contributing to the conversation. Amanda’s phone was sitting face up on the coffee table. Fiona could see the sporadic blink of the light, letting her know she had a pending notification. Her eyes were glued to it, knowing that if that phone was unlocked, naked images of her would be flashed to the entire room.

“Speaking of which, you never let me know how… that went.” Amanda spoke, her insinuating tone captured Fiona’s attention.

“Oh yeeeah… Well we definitely had a lot of fun with it.” Kaylee teased, nudging Mia. “I finished more that night than I have any other night. I’m definitely really into it, only problem is, so is Mia.”

“How is that a problem?” Amanda asked, “That sounds perfect to me.”

“Well, I’m a switch. We both are actually, but we sorta like being on the same side when it comes to that stuff.” Mia responded.

“A switch?” Fiona asked, instantly regretting it as she felt everyone’s eyes drop on her.

“Oh yeah, gotta explain it to Miss Innocent,” Amanda teased, prompting a pout from Fiona.

“A switch is someone who enjoys aspects from both the dominant and submissive side of a relationship. So both Kaylee and I like denial more when we are the ones denying the other person. I actually like denial from the subs side too, but I can’t handle anything long term. I usually always wanna finish at the end of the day. That wouldn’t be too bad, but Kaylee is such a fucking saddist, that once she gets a taste of denying someone, she wants to keep them denied indefinitely” She eyed Kaylee, who cracked up trying to hold an innocent face.

“Ahh, so I guess chastity is out of the question for you guys then? Too much of a power shift?” Amanda questioned.

“Well not out of the question entirely, but it’d definitely be hard. We’d need a way to curb Kaylee’s sadism when it comes to denial.”

“Oh eeeeasy, all you need is a second sub.” Kaylee and Mia looked at each other in confusion, before turning back to Amanda.

“A second sub? What do you mean?” Kaylee asked.

“Like a second sub that’s even lower down on the power totem poll. Mia would be the favored sub, who gets to unlock and finish more often. Second sub gets to take the brunt of Kaylee’s hardcore denial. Win win!”

“Oh my gosh can you imagine how cruel that would be? Not only would they be denied so much longer, but they’d have to watch me get released over and over. Her longer denial just rubbed in her face…” Mia spaced off as she talked, running dozens of scenarios through her head.

“Right? I think that would definitely stroke Kaylee’s sadism in all the right places. Plus since Mia is a switch, she could dom the second sub on occasion. Take advantage of her spot a little higher up in the power dynamic, and scratch her domme urges too.” All three of the girls stared at Amanda in silence, who just sat there like it was the most obvious solution in the world.

“How do you do that!?” Kaylee started laughing through her disbelief. “It’s like you’re hypnotic! You get us talking about the craziest things, and make even crazier things seem normal!”

“What can I say, it’s a gift.” Amanda responded nonchalantly, causing another wave of laughter. Fiona’s cock thrashed in its cage. The situation Amanda just described? It set off something primal in her. She pulled the edges of her skirt down her sides, causing the fabric to taut and lift off her cage. She was sure she’d leak through her skirt otherwise, the inside of her thighs were already slick. After a few moments of laughter, Kaylee continued.

“In all honesty… That sounds extremely hot…?” She looked at Mia for approval, who bit her lip as she nodded in agreement. “All we’d need is a toy who is down for ruthless suffering, how hard could that be?” Kaylee asked sarıkamış escort sarcastically.

“I mean I’d offer myself, but I’m really more of a domme.” Amanda jokingly apologized. “But y’know, there’s always Fiona? She strikes me as more of a sub. That true?” Fiona’s ears began to ring as overpowering panic washed over her. She could feel her precum slicked balls glide against her thighs as her cage twitched.

“I-I, n-w-well umm…” Fiona struggled to get even a single word out as she continuously stumbled over herself.

“Oh my gosh you were right, this isn’t a safe place!” Mia laughed as she glared at Amanda, “She’s so meeean!” Fiona covered her face in her hands as she started laughing, and the rest of the group quickly joined in. “I guess living with Amanda really will force someone out of their shell, huh?”

“You have no idea,” Fiona managed to squeak out. Mia jumped up and rubbed Fiona’s back, as if to offer consolation. The girls erupted into a fresh wave of laughter.

“I think before we’d get a human toy, we’d have to at least get a chastity cage,” Kayle said as the group died down.

“OH! If you’re thinking of getting one, I have a great recommendation.” Amanda reached for her phone. “Here is a design I recently stumbled on, and man I think it’s awesome. Just a sec…” Fiona watched in disbelief as Amanda searched through her phone. There’s no way, right? There is no way-

Fiona felt the vibrator around her cage ignite. She nearly moaned, but she stifled it in her throat just in time.

“Ah here it is, look at this one.” Amanda turned her phone to the group. Fiona slammed into the edge with so much force, she thought she’d slip over and soak her skirt in cum. Right there on Amanda’s phone, being shown to the world, was the close-up picture Fiona took of her cage.

“Oh my god it’s tiny!” Mia bursted out, “There is no shot I’d fit in that! How big is it, do you think?”

“Maybe an inch?” Kaylee guessed.

“A little under, I think about three quarters,” Amanda corrected. “But isn’t it just too adorable? And because it’s a solid metal plate, they couldn’t even touch through the bars or anything. Only place they could touch is the balls.”

“Yeah… damn that is hot. Maybe we could squeeze you into one.” Kaylee teased.

“No way! I’m like seven inches! That would require some crazy training. Or maybe just a tiny dick to begin with? It does look good though… I wonder how noticeable it would be?”

“It’s tiny, you could probably be wearing one right now and no one would notice.” Fiona twitched at Amanda’s comment. “You can see it zoomed out with this one.” Amanda swiped on her phone, switching to Fiona’s full body image. There she was. Completely naked on Amanda’s phone. Her tits, her cage. Shoulders all the way to ankles. Not a stitch. Fiona could hardly breathe. Her horniness broke through the peak of anything she had experienced before. She was being teased with a vibrator. Trapped in a cage, while a room full of her friends looked at naked pictures of her. She had never in her life been so thankful she was so shy in the locker rooms. She was sure they would have recognized her if they had seen the front of her naked before.

“Holy shit she is hot,” Mia said, leaning in closer to the phone. “God, that figure…”

“And with the cage on too? Hey uhhh… asking for a friend, you know who this is? I bet there are some people who would wanna maybe have some… alone time with this picture…” Kaylee winked at Amanda.

“Nah I don’t remember, I just saved them to my phone. I was pretty deep down the rabbit hole y’know?”

“Shit,” Kaylee whispered under her breath, before giggling.

“She’s stunning though. I especially love the contrast with her tits and her cage. Big, perky, perfect tits. Tits most girls would kill for, but the tiniest little caged cock…” Mia crossed her legs, obviously trying to hide an erection, which the other girls immediately called her out on.

“What do you think, Fiona?” Kaylee asked, pulling the room’s attention to Fiona. Fiona could tell Amanda was stifling a laugh into her hand, clearly loving the situation she had created.

“Y-yeah same. It’s pretty… pretty cute.” Fiona softened as she spoke, but tried to maintain a happy smile. Holding in her moans was hard enough, without critiquing her own nude image to a room full of friends. Fiona’s inner thighs were completely slick with precum. She started worrying she might be leaking onto the part of the skirt she was sitting on.

“You guys want anything to drink by the way? Bit of a late offer after we’ve already been hanging out for so long!” Fiona let out a quiet sigh of relief as Amanda pulled the room’s attention back off her. They nodded and thanked her, still giggling over the image. “Here, you guys can hold on to that, we’ll grab some.” she handed her phone to them, who accepted it excitedly, quickly zooming in on different areas of Fiona’s form. She motioned for Fiona to follow, and they made their way to the kitchen.

“P-please turn the ring off…” Fiona begged under her breath, struggling to stand upright as she grabbed glasses from the cabinet.

“Oh you know I would, but I don’t have my phone, silly. It’s over there with them. You could ask them to turn it off if you want?”

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